
On The Date Of August 7, 2011 (8/7/11). I Had Attempted Suicide At The Time Of 12:00am (Midnight). I Closed The Door In My Room, Turned Off The Lights, Closed The Window And Took My Last Breath. I Laid In My Bed, Took My Hands And Choked Myself Until Passing Out, I Passed Out Around The Time Unknown; I Was Out Cold, Later I Woke Up Unfortunately Alive.
This Was All Caused By My Family, Due To Their Abusive And Disrespectful Ways. Insulting Me, Calling Me Names, Blowing Smoke In My Face, Spraying Alcoholic Drinks In My Face And Most Of All Not Being Parents, Nothing But SCUM!
This Was All Caused By My Family, Due To Their Abusive And Disrespectful Ways. Insulting Me, Calling Me Names, Blowing Smoke In My Face, Spraying Alcoholic Drinks In My Face And Most Of All Not Being Parents, Nothing But SCUM!
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I never said she suicided. I apologize, I should've clarified. See, she left me as a best friend by blowing something out of proportion and never giving me any chance to explain anything or even listen to me. She's done this multiple times to other friends that never really agree with her ways right away, but again, long story. She was my best friend of seven years, and she left me on vindictive terms, leaving FA and openly blaming me as the cause and forcing me to take down any trace of her which was not fair. Tore me up so bad 'cause I had no intention to upset anyone, and I never got to have a say in it. She's left me and blocked me everywhere and never spoke to me since. Never heard from her again. And I never will. I just know it.
Consider yourself lucky as far as healing. I'm mature - approaching 30 this August - and still haven't healed. Nothing but bad memories and heartbreak since for me. And because I always looked up to her, all I get in my brain are her last words which hurt me sharply, convincing myself that I'm a terrible person and not deserving of being remembered. And FYI, I barely have any good friends, let alone anyone nearby. I'm in the middle of nowhere virtually. It's a wonder how despite all my constant shortness of breath from stress and strong thoughts of self-loathing, I'm still waking up each day.
And nobody to talk to unless I just hear "eh, get over it," or anything bad about said best friend which I always find myself defending 'cause that's what best friends do. But I realize that she was also toxic to me... But she has a hold of my brain now, convincing me that I'm a fucking idiot. Those cases/other friends of yours I feel can't compare.
Consider yourself lucky as far as healing. I'm mature - approaching 30 this August - and still haven't healed. Nothing but bad memories and heartbreak since for me. And because I always looked up to her, all I get in my brain are her last words which hurt me sharply, convincing myself that I'm a terrible person and not deserving of being remembered. And FYI, I barely have any good friends, let alone anyone nearby. I'm in the middle of nowhere virtually. It's a wonder how despite all my constant shortness of breath from stress and strong thoughts of self-loathing, I'm still waking up each day.
And nobody to talk to unless I just hear "eh, get over it," or anything bad about said best friend which I always find myself defending 'cause that's what best friends do. But I realize that she was also toxic to me... But she has a hold of my brain now, convincing me that I'm a fucking idiot. Those cases/other friends of yours I feel can't compare.
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