Hello everyone, I was gone/inactive for a bit and felt the need to share my story. Do not open the spoiler unless you really want to take the time to read and hear my story..I'm not posting for the attention, as I can careless. Just I had a few friends constantly spamming my skype and I felt like I could just answer all the questions by posting this. I don't know if it's the right section, but oh well.
Hey guys. I just got home. I know that I told some people I wouldn't be able to get on for awhile. There was never really a reason told. Well. I attempted suicide. I tried overdosing on acetaminophen. I had some issues, locked inside, and bottled up, I couldn't really tell anyone. I only told one person I was killing myself. I felt numb, and there really wasn't much to do but cry and tell my mom I wanted to die. That night the cops showed up, after the fact that I had been trying to overdose. I went to the hospital, only to talk. But when they realized I tried overdosing, they immediately took my blood. They kept taking my blood throughout the week. Either to test other things or if my liver would have failed. Fortunately, it didn't fail. I wear my hopsital/rehab bracelet and I wear it because I think of myself as a tiger who's earned his stripes. I took an assessment to go to the psychiatric hospital, I was sent there, and then put in rehab with other teenagers. Each one of them had a different life; despite the majority of them were in there for trying to overdose, some were accidents, some were purposely. We had group therapy, which made me feel a lot better, knowing I wasn't the only one with serious issues. These genuine people. They aren't crazy, they've just been through so much. But hearing their stories. Hearing how hurt they've been. You can even hear it in their voice, or see it in their eyes. Can you see it in my eyes? It made me realize even more that you don't know what people go through. I now take Wellbutrin as an anti-depressant. And I take seroquel so I can sleep at night. In these group therapies, I realized other things about myself. How to keep my self healthy and happy. And one of the things that I'm supposed to do after my discharge from rehab is to be open.. with everyone. You don't know how people feel. So why would you purposely hurt them, with something as small as words.. You can take 5 seconds to say something negative about people that can hurt them, but you'd probably take about 5 minutes to come up with a genuine compliment. And that's awful. I wanted to tell you guys, please think before you speak or do something. Think about how it will affect someone, because I would've died if I didn't get help, and I'm glad I did, to be here. I want you all to know I'm here for each and everyone of you. Hey little fighter! Please drop your handy lighter, give me your razors; now please lift up your sleeves. Your scars will stay but your bruises will go away. Now please eat because angel, you're worth something to me. So take it in take it in and breathe, know things get better because in this gloomy weather it can't rain forever.