
ALN98
Member
- Oct 20, 2021
- 10
I'm writing this text because I thought this would be the best place to do it, and seriously, I'm feeling very lonely.
Yesterday, I attempted suicide using a bottle of sodium nitrite that I had kept in my closet as an "escape plan". In case I realized that I would no longer be able to deal with my problems, and with the abusive relationships I have with some people around me. I was eventually discovered and, as I began to vomit, I was taken to the emergency room and admitted there. I couldn't breathe, I almost fell into a coma.
I had the displeasure of meeting a doctor who was profoundly insensitive to me. Who, in addition to calling me crazy for trying to kill me, also threatened to arrest me if I didn't reveal where I bought the nitrite. I wasn't treated very well by the nursing team either, but here comes my private life story, which, seriously, is a nightmare.
In a nutshell, two years ago I was vilified by my family and this brought unwanted attention to me. I began to suffer harassment in the streets that turned into violence, with several declarations of hate of a homophobic and prejudiced nature. They've tried to kill me when they run over and today, bizarre as it may seem, I'm made fun of for it. Strangers laugh at me and call me a "loser".
After all this, I'm wrecked. I have depression and suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). I have triggers when someone gets too close to me, when I hear a very loud noise, horns, high lights, car headlights, intimidating looks. The people around me take advantage of this, that is... I live in a state of alert all the time. I suffer from a problem that no one else in the world suffers from, I feel that no one understands me and that makes me bitter.
I wanted to leave this for the better, but after that very traumatic attempt... which is preceded by other very painful ones... I'm afraid of trying to commit suicide again. If anyone feels empathy for my story, I would like some light... What do I do with my life?
Yesterday, I attempted suicide using a bottle of sodium nitrite that I had kept in my closet as an "escape plan". In case I realized that I would no longer be able to deal with my problems, and with the abusive relationships I have with some people around me. I was eventually discovered and, as I began to vomit, I was taken to the emergency room and admitted there. I couldn't breathe, I almost fell into a coma.
I had the displeasure of meeting a doctor who was profoundly insensitive to me. Who, in addition to calling me crazy for trying to kill me, also threatened to arrest me if I didn't reveal where I bought the nitrite. I wasn't treated very well by the nursing team either, but here comes my private life story, which, seriously, is a nightmare.
In a nutshell, two years ago I was vilified by my family and this brought unwanted attention to me. I began to suffer harassment in the streets that turned into violence, with several declarations of hate of a homophobic and prejudiced nature. They've tried to kill me when they run over and today, bizarre as it may seem, I'm made fun of for it. Strangers laugh at me and call me a "loser".
After all this, I'm wrecked. I have depression and suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). I have triggers when someone gets too close to me, when I hear a very loud noise, horns, high lights, car headlights, intimidating looks. The people around me take advantage of this, that is... I live in a state of alert all the time. I suffer from a problem that no one else in the world suffers from, I feel that no one understands me and that makes me bitter.
I wanted to leave this for the better, but after that very traumatic attempt... which is preceded by other very painful ones... I'm afraid of trying to commit suicide again. If anyone feels empathy for my story, I would like some light... What do I do with my life?
