Merry Christmas all.
It’s been touch and go as to whether I’d be alive.
Earlier this year I tried to kill myself, and this mental
health **** is real. Just glad I failed.. (I am now at least).
Hard to tell anyone about this but as I’m now out the other side as such I feel I can share it.
What have I learnt from my experience? Don’t bottle anything up. Speak to family, friends, or even the Samaritans.
I lost three close relatives within 9 months. First was my uncle (who was like my brother), second was
My Nan (who was my other mother literally, she brought me up when I was at primary school),
Then out of the blue my Dad passed away (he was perfectly healthy, complained of not been able to breath one night, 17hrs later we had to decide
To turn the machines off as we wasn’t improving and there was no other option). Suffice to say I never dealt with any of it, especially my Dad.
My world came tumbling down into a nervous mess. I gave up on life. Just wanted to curl into a ball and disappear. That was the point I asked for help. I relapsed a few months back and that’s when I tried to commit suicide.
I’m telling the forum this as if someone reads this and it helps them then it makes a difference.