W’ren
Worthless
- Oct 28, 2020
- 559
Small backstory: i attempted to ctb by partial suspension last saturday afternoon. Long story short, friend became aware after i had failed and called the police who took me to hospital where i was kept on a form 1 until yesterday when i was discharged.
I find it interesting that after i attempted to ctb everyone was all "how are you", "please come to me to talk", "i'm here for you", and all of a sudden my sister in law writes me an email?! to tell me how important family is to her??
Um... i've been rejected from her and my brother's little family for over 10 years!!
And my boyfriend... when i told him i had attempted to ctb, this is what he texted back, and i will never forget it.... "LOL. I don't believe you." omg.
The police arrived and my bf lives accross the street and he did not come over to make sure i was ok. One cop went to get him to take care of my dog for the night.
So the next day he's breaking the news to my parents- crying and stuff.....
Am i supposed to believe that he's upset? Did he do a 180? I don't know what to think.
Other people on my street found out. They're all like, oh tell her she's thought of and loved... and i want to scream BULLSHIT!!
Am i wrong?
Where was this "concern" when i was alone before i attempted? For years? Where was the caring?
I can't wrap my brain around it- and i'm afraid to believe they care. I think, give it a week, they'll forget. They'll drop me like a hot potato and resume life as normal- it's what humans do. You can't trust this, you can't depend on this care.
So why do they tease and pretend? Or do they really think they care? Or do they genuinely care for now until *oh, shiny!* get distracted and gravitate away?
We are talking polar opposites. Like zero talking to me, not by text or anything- to learning through gossip that i attempted ctb and then suddenly it's oh i care. Then where were you for the past 6 months? A year?
It takes litterally an instant to check in on your buddies by text or messenger, even if you hate communicating. I have a friend where we just send each other a heart each day. "I'm here. I'm listening if you need me" And yes, while i was on the psych ward i still was able to send her that single heart. So what are all the other peoples' excuses... hypocrites.
Vent over. Thanks for reading
I find it interesting that after i attempted to ctb everyone was all "how are you", "please come to me to talk", "i'm here for you", and all of a sudden my sister in law writes me an email?! to tell me how important family is to her??
Um... i've been rejected from her and my brother's little family for over 10 years!!
And my boyfriend... when i told him i had attempted to ctb, this is what he texted back, and i will never forget it.... "LOL. I don't believe you." omg.
The police arrived and my bf lives accross the street and he did not come over to make sure i was ok. One cop went to get him to take care of my dog for the night.
So the next day he's breaking the news to my parents- crying and stuff.....
Am i supposed to believe that he's upset? Did he do a 180? I don't know what to think.
Other people on my street found out. They're all like, oh tell her she's thought of and loved... and i want to scream BULLSHIT!!
Am i wrong?
Where was this "concern" when i was alone before i attempted? For years? Where was the caring?
I can't wrap my brain around it- and i'm afraid to believe they care. I think, give it a week, they'll forget. They'll drop me like a hot potato and resume life as normal- it's what humans do. You can't trust this, you can't depend on this care.
So why do they tease and pretend? Or do they really think they care? Or do they genuinely care for now until *oh, shiny!* get distracted and gravitate away?
We are talking polar opposites. Like zero talking to me, not by text or anything- to learning through gossip that i attempted ctb and then suddenly it's oh i care. Then where were you for the past 6 months? A year?
It takes litterally an instant to check in on your buddies by text or messenger, even if you hate communicating. I have a friend where we just send each other a heart each day. "I'm here. I'm listening if you need me" And yes, while i was on the psych ward i still was able to send her that single heart. So what are all the other peoples' excuses... hypocrites.
Vent over. Thanks for reading