shatteredspine
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- Feb 9, 2024
- 20
Hey guys!
New member here. I'm glad I found you. With suicide being so taboo and obviously a touchy subject for most of my loves ones, I have been going crazy. I need someone who can understand where I'm coming from, who cares to see past their hurt in order to acknowledge mine.
A brief history, I've suffered with mental health issues for as long as I can remember. I attempted for my first time at 10 years old and have had tens of failed attempts since. In 2016 I attempted by jumping 30' and shattered a portion of my spine, all of my ribs, punctured my lungs and kidneys, I was paralyzed and in a coma for almost a month. I was on life support and had several failed attempts to come off of it due to pneumonia and other complications. I luckily learned to walk again but I had a spinal fusion, two 12" rods screwed to my spine.
I had a really hard time in school and after entering the trades, I was happy to have found a good paying career. Unfortunately it was psychosis that brought me to do what I did... With that said, when I managed to get back on my feet, I was gung ho to get back into it. Please don't judge me based solely on this, but I am transgender, female to male. I had just started testosterone before the incident, which probably did have an affect on the psychosis. But, it helped me to gain muscle to be able to walk again. So I got back to work.
Recently my back started really pushing back, I bent one of my rods and apparently I'd degraded the vertebraes around my fusion. Ive spent months in bed with excruciating nerve and back pain, I'm hooked on dr prescribed opiates. My legs are weak, my balance is gone, I'm quickly losing control of other functions. I'm single now and there's no chance I'll ever find someone new because of it.
I feel so stupid. I felt so guilty for what I'd put my family through so I tried so hard to push through the pain. I had caused it myself afterall. It became like a form of punishment, or self harm. I didn't think THIS would happen though.
It REALLY sucks because I was 25 in 2016, I'd dealt with those symptoms my entire life. I started therapy and medications after this all happened. I found coping mechanisms and my medications were working really well. By 2020, I'd say I was in remission.... But, they armed me with coping mechanisms to deal with my irrational emotions. There's no breathing exercise or meditation technique that can make you feel any better about losing an $80k/ year position or coming close to losing the new truck that took me 32 years to buy or losing control of your bladder or your ability to walk correctly... I'm sorry, this is probably TMI but I can't even feel my netherregions so I can't even do that for stress relief.
I am absolutely petrified to have yet another failed attempt and being that I'm a Canadian, I applied for MAID. Our health system is so under funded though and there are only so many doctors that do it. My doctor refused to help me, so he had to refer me to another doctor. You, then have to get that doctors approval, referred to a specialist for their approval, then wait 90 days... Its been since October and I've only just gotten my first approval.
I just found out that the referral could potentially take another 3-6 months alone. I can't do that. I wanted to wait until this month was over so that I don't fuck up my sister's birthday for the rest of her life, but I don't think I can even bare to do that.
I don't want to end up severely injured again so I was considering sedatives of some kind and using my trucks exhaust fumes via a laundry exhaust hose. I think one of the reasons I wanted MAID, outside of the obvious, was not having to be alone. I'd at least have the doctor or nurses there.
I guess what I'm asking is if there's anyone out there in a similar situation to me. I would be interested in meeting someone interested in doing it together. I just want to make sure that person is sure. With my previous situation, there was a lot that led up to that moment that I haven't mentioned. I'd experienced a series of traumas back to back and I wish I'd accessed the therapy and medication before I allowed it to get to that. Before my injury when I was attempting every year, or more, I didn't believe any of it would work. I thought they were full of it. I am not questioning what you've experienced or what brought you to this point or it's validity. Everyone is different, different diagnosises, symptoms, reactions to meds and therapies. It doesn't work for everyone. So I'm not discrediting anyone, I promise. I just want to make sure I'm not helping to snuff out a light that potentially had options. I now see my potential and I'm pissed I messed it all up. I could have done a lot more with my life. I don't have kids and I feel like I've kind of taken on the younger version of myself as if theyre some type of dependent. I feel like I let down my kid. I look back at the dreams I squashed, how excited I was starting my electrical apprenticeship, I was planning to propose to my girlfriend, finally getting it all together. Had I taken my mental health more seriously I could have had it all but I squandered it. The love of my life witnessed me jump and understandably left after I was back on my feet. She deserves so much more than to be in a relationship where she's forced to relive that everyday via my pain, worrying about what I'll do next. I love her too much. I just wish I fixed it before it got that far. I could've been a great boyfriend.
I apologize for the length of this, I haven't been able to talk to anyone about this so I just kind of word vomited. It's obviously a serious issue too. I hope I haven't offended anyone or made anyone feel as if I'm delegitimizing or discrediting their suffering! I'm absolutely not; whether it be physical or emotional suffering, it all fucking hurts and it is all just as valid. If there's no means to end whatever suffering you're experiencing, it's your right to end your suffering. The world is literally burning around us and I don't blame anyone for wanting to leave this place.
With that all said, I genuinely wish everyone peace... In whatever form that takes for you all. For those of you in recovery, I'm happy for you. For those of you that have made another decision, if it brings you peace, I'm happy for you too. I hope you have a good day/night, wherever you are.
New member here. I'm glad I found you. With suicide being so taboo and obviously a touchy subject for most of my loves ones, I have been going crazy. I need someone who can understand where I'm coming from, who cares to see past their hurt in order to acknowledge mine.
A brief history, I've suffered with mental health issues for as long as I can remember. I attempted for my first time at 10 years old and have had tens of failed attempts since. In 2016 I attempted by jumping 30' and shattered a portion of my spine, all of my ribs, punctured my lungs and kidneys, I was paralyzed and in a coma for almost a month. I was on life support and had several failed attempts to come off of it due to pneumonia and other complications. I luckily learned to walk again but I had a spinal fusion, two 12" rods screwed to my spine.
I had a really hard time in school and after entering the trades, I was happy to have found a good paying career. Unfortunately it was psychosis that brought me to do what I did... With that said, when I managed to get back on my feet, I was gung ho to get back into it. Please don't judge me based solely on this, but I am transgender, female to male. I had just started testosterone before the incident, which probably did have an affect on the psychosis. But, it helped me to gain muscle to be able to walk again. So I got back to work.
Recently my back started really pushing back, I bent one of my rods and apparently I'd degraded the vertebraes around my fusion. Ive spent months in bed with excruciating nerve and back pain, I'm hooked on dr prescribed opiates. My legs are weak, my balance is gone, I'm quickly losing control of other functions. I'm single now and there's no chance I'll ever find someone new because of it.
I feel so stupid. I felt so guilty for what I'd put my family through so I tried so hard to push through the pain. I had caused it myself afterall. It became like a form of punishment, or self harm. I didn't think THIS would happen though.
It REALLY sucks because I was 25 in 2016, I'd dealt with those symptoms my entire life. I started therapy and medications after this all happened. I found coping mechanisms and my medications were working really well. By 2020, I'd say I was in remission.... But, they armed me with coping mechanisms to deal with my irrational emotions. There's no breathing exercise or meditation technique that can make you feel any better about losing an $80k/ year position or coming close to losing the new truck that took me 32 years to buy or losing control of your bladder or your ability to walk correctly... I'm sorry, this is probably TMI but I can't even feel my netherregions so I can't even do that for stress relief.
I am absolutely petrified to have yet another failed attempt and being that I'm a Canadian, I applied for MAID. Our health system is so under funded though and there are only so many doctors that do it. My doctor refused to help me, so he had to refer me to another doctor. You, then have to get that doctors approval, referred to a specialist for their approval, then wait 90 days... Its been since October and I've only just gotten my first approval.
I just found out that the referral could potentially take another 3-6 months alone. I can't do that. I wanted to wait until this month was over so that I don't fuck up my sister's birthday for the rest of her life, but I don't think I can even bare to do that.
I don't want to end up severely injured again so I was considering sedatives of some kind and using my trucks exhaust fumes via a laundry exhaust hose. I think one of the reasons I wanted MAID, outside of the obvious, was not having to be alone. I'd at least have the doctor or nurses there.
I guess what I'm asking is if there's anyone out there in a similar situation to me. I would be interested in meeting someone interested in doing it together. I just want to make sure that person is sure. With my previous situation, there was a lot that led up to that moment that I haven't mentioned. I'd experienced a series of traumas back to back and I wish I'd accessed the therapy and medication before I allowed it to get to that. Before my injury when I was attempting every year, or more, I didn't believe any of it would work. I thought they were full of it. I am not questioning what you've experienced or what brought you to this point or it's validity. Everyone is different, different diagnosises, symptoms, reactions to meds and therapies. It doesn't work for everyone. So I'm not discrediting anyone, I promise. I just want to make sure I'm not helping to snuff out a light that potentially had options. I now see my potential and I'm pissed I messed it all up. I could have done a lot more with my life. I don't have kids and I feel like I've kind of taken on the younger version of myself as if theyre some type of dependent. I feel like I let down my kid. I look back at the dreams I squashed, how excited I was starting my electrical apprenticeship, I was planning to propose to my girlfriend, finally getting it all together. Had I taken my mental health more seriously I could have had it all but I squandered it. The love of my life witnessed me jump and understandably left after I was back on my feet. She deserves so much more than to be in a relationship where she's forced to relive that everyday via my pain, worrying about what I'll do next. I love her too much. I just wish I fixed it before it got that far. I could've been a great boyfriend.
I apologize for the length of this, I haven't been able to talk to anyone about this so I just kind of word vomited. It's obviously a serious issue too. I hope I haven't offended anyone or made anyone feel as if I'm delegitimizing or discrediting their suffering! I'm absolutely not; whether it be physical or emotional suffering, it all fucking hurts and it is all just as valid. If there's no means to end whatever suffering you're experiencing, it's your right to end your suffering. The world is literally burning around us and I don't blame anyone for wanting to leave this place.
With that all said, I genuinely wish everyone peace... In whatever form that takes for you all. For those of you in recovery, I'm happy for you. For those of you that have made another decision, if it brings you peace, I'm happy for you too. I hope you have a good day/night, wherever you are.
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