I attempted suicide. I was young, in love, and in over my head. I distinctly remember wanting everything to stop. That night I learned three things. I learned that my boyfriend wasn’t willing to sit around and watch me die. Literally, he wasn’t willing to. He wrestled one of the two bottles of pills from my hand, called my father, and left our apartment hoping for the best. I also learned that one bottle of over the counter sleeping pills isn’t enough to kill you. Most importantly, I learned that educated black women don’t kill themselves.
The ride to the hospital was a trippy one. As my mother drove trees, street lights, and utility poles intertwined amidst pulsating skies streaked with orange, amber, and blue. It was as if Maurice Sendak’s “Where The Wild Things Are” had come to life, mixed with a tinge of The Beatles
“Yellow Submarine.”
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Woah, what a story! Please lvoe your life, our god give us this wonderful thing called life for a reason… be stronger than your problems! and thanks for sharing the story!
I was once very depressed, my bf dumped me and I lost my job, I had several problems in my family and life was really a mess for me. Then I started going to the gym, working out and push, using my rage as a stimulant to do better. Now I got a good body, I am more confident and I can smile at life with ease. I suggest you all to find your way and follow the path…
It’s all about convincing yourself that one day things will get better, because they will. I also was severely depressed once due to health problems. After I was told there is no cure and that I just had to learn to live with it, I thought my life was over. But it wasn’t. Time is a healer regardless of the reason for one’s pain.
I don’t think I would know what to say to someone who had just attempted suicide. Everything after that kind of traumatic event would seem more important than what I have to say about the time leading up to it.
Suicide is much more than a cry for help for some people; it a need for change in their lives. They need to hit the reset button and start over, making better choices in friends, family matters or anything else that is causing them stress and depression. They need to look out for themselves and live their lives to the fullest, forget what others say or do, what matters is what they think.
Suicide is never an option.
Every single person who commits suicide always ends up regretting it in the moment of no-return. There’s so much to life.
We’ve seen many people who commit suicide. Have anyone ever thought of their reason and problem? The pressure and stress other give to them could bring them into unable to release way. Remember life is precious and we all have a chance to make every one live well and better.