AJ95
24/7 sylvia plath
- Sep 3, 2020
- 478
As some of you are aware, things have escalated for me since the police coming to my door on Friday. To put it simply, someone found my instagram and messaged members of my family through there with screenshots of one of my posts on another site (I know for sure now that they're not from SS). My parents got a call from one of my cousins and have been in panic mode. They have barely let me out of their sight and have taken turns trying to convince me to go to hospital, which I've refused.
Today mum came in to talk to me, she sat down with me and said: "You know... if you ever did anything to yourself, it would devastate all of us forever. Me, your father, your brother, your grandparents. None of us would ever recover from that."
The way she said it was so angry and accusatory, like she was mad at the impact my mental illness was having on her, not on me. She didn't sound scared for me, she sounded scared of the impact my death might have on her life.
I burst into tears pretty much immediately and asked her to leave. Idk what to do.
After the police found out about my initial date for the 31st I moved it forward. Without disclosing it I'm supposed to be ctb in less than a week, I have my hotel booked, my SN, meto, everything I need, but I don't know how I'll manage to get away from them for long enough without alarm bells ringing.
They haven't found my SN but I know if I ever leave my room they'll turn it upside down looking for it. They know that a package arrived the day before the police turned up and that I won't tell them what it is, dad even asked me if it was "sodium nitrate" (wrong, but close).
My stress levels have been through the roof.
What do I do? Should I postpone and see if things cool down a bit or just go for it?
Today mum came in to talk to me, she sat down with me and said: "You know... if you ever did anything to yourself, it would devastate all of us forever. Me, your father, your brother, your grandparents. None of us would ever recover from that."
The way she said it was so angry and accusatory, like she was mad at the impact my mental illness was having on her, not on me. She didn't sound scared for me, she sounded scared of the impact my death might have on her life.
I burst into tears pretty much immediately and asked her to leave. Idk what to do.
After the police found out about my initial date for the 31st I moved it forward. Without disclosing it I'm supposed to be ctb in less than a week, I have my hotel booked, my SN, meto, everything I need, but I don't know how I'll manage to get away from them for long enough without alarm bells ringing.
They haven't found my SN but I know if I ever leave my room they'll turn it upside down looking for it. They know that a package arrived the day before the police turned up and that I won't tell them what it is, dad even asked me if it was "sodium nitrate" (wrong, but close).
My stress levels have been through the roof.
What do I do? Should I postpone and see if things cool down a bit or just go for it?