In .... erm.... what month was it? Late May or June? No, July? I took a bunch of my brothers' medicine and took it. However, after two hours, my heart was racing, so I told my parents. They rushed me to the hospital. Even though it was nice at the hospital, I made friends, got free food, I was scared shitless. So I support suicide awareness.
I brought up this serious subject in advisory during the time that I was suicidal. They scoffed, and said that suicide was "dumbo and selfish." I understand it affects others, but those who are suicidal are not to be blamed. Due to much love and help, I not anymore suicidal. I went through it alone for a long time, I understand how difficult it can be to undergo it alone, I offer much love and support to those who are going through difficult times!
I used to be suicidal for a very long time, but now, thanks to some wonderful people and their help, I'm getting over it. I try very hard to believe that somebody needs me and I learn to live all over again. I understood one very important thing - all pain and suffering is a part of the world and it makes people value happines and love more .
Yea like others have said, suicide is something so many people just don't understand.. I remember a friend saying how they just couldn't understand how someone could even want to kill themselves, when I my self had tried to five earlier and would have succeeded if the gun hadn't jammed..
Today actually, I had the scariest thing happen to me. My friend's girlfriend broke up with yesterday, and he texted me asking where the best place to shove inch knofe was without causing too much pain. Then today, someone told me he wasn't on the bus, and was afraid he killed himself, so I was having a mini anxiety attack.
I hate how lightly suicide is taken...my friend overdosed on Oxycontin as a suicide attempt this summer. Thankfully she was saved, but nobody except me took her seriously when she first started showing signs. :\
I know a lot of people don't seem to understand people that consider suicide. My parents wouldn't even talk to my brother for weeks because of that. Now I fear telling my parents about the time I felt suicidal with all the verbal abuse I had to put up with a teacher years back. It's hard to get over it and I DO NOT want to feel like that ever again.
It's also hard keeping secret from parents, but on the bright sight, my dad seems to be more understanding towards people who consider suicide. Must have been something he's seen mentioned in CSI, NCIS or something like that.
When I threated suicide a few years ago, my "friends" made fun of me right in the middle of it and even chatted lightly about it on the Internet as if talking about the weather. Shows how much suicidal people are taken seriously. Thanks for spreading the word on how serious it actually is.