trouble
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- Jan 5, 2020
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...and it has kinda affected me more than I thought it would.
We both met at the hospital after an attempt, both tried to go with downing pills. Our experiences with them were different, she used 21, if i remember correctly, random pills whilst I used 38 ibuprofen. I vomited, she didn't - for her it was rather peaceful before she got saved. Anyway, we quickly became friends, laughed together, ate together, got into trouble together. All that shit.
After I left, we kept texting for around half a year before we kind of lost contact. Just recently, a few days ago, I found out that she committed suicide. I didn't ask about the method out of respect. I didn't want her friend, from whom I found out, to have to remember it all again.
I was kind of fine at first, I am pro choice after all but I've been bawling for the past two or three days. I don't know why. It was such a long time ago since we last talked or texted, I don't see why it's affecting me this much. I just suck at dealing with death, maybe.
I've started to question if I'm even real, if anything of this is even seriously happening. I feel so stuck here and I just want to leave. I can't concentrate anymore. It has sent me straight back into wanting to CTB all over again. I thought I was getting better but I guess I was wrong. I am trying hard not to slip back into self destructive behaviours right now, but I'd like to put my head in a shredder in all honesty.
We both met at the hospital after an attempt, both tried to go with downing pills. Our experiences with them were different, she used 21, if i remember correctly, random pills whilst I used 38 ibuprofen. I vomited, she didn't - for her it was rather peaceful before she got saved. Anyway, we quickly became friends, laughed together, ate together, got into trouble together. All that shit.
After I left, we kept texting for around half a year before we kind of lost contact. Just recently, a few days ago, I found out that she committed suicide. I didn't ask about the method out of respect. I didn't want her friend, from whom I found out, to have to remember it all again.
I was kind of fine at first, I am pro choice after all but I've been bawling for the past two or three days. I don't know why. It was such a long time ago since we last talked or texted, I don't see why it's affecting me this much. I just suck at dealing with death, maybe.
I've started to question if I'm even real, if anything of this is even seriously happening. I feel so stuck here and I just want to leave. I can't concentrate anymore. It has sent me straight back into wanting to CTB all over again. I thought I was getting better but I guess I was wrong. I am trying hard not to slip back into self destructive behaviours right now, but I'd like to put my head in a shredder in all honesty.