At One Point In My Life, Attempting Suicide Felt Like My Only Escape

At One Point In My Life, Attempting Suicide Felt Like My Only Escape

Darkness is such a small word that holds an abundance of power. It can be used to describe the way a bedroom looks at night -when all the lights are off, a description of a place full of emptiness, or what my life once was.

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Warning: this article contains a personal experience that once led me to attempt suicide.

Darkness.

Darkness is such a small word that holds an abundance of power. It can be used to describe the way a bedroom looks at night -when all the lights are off, a description of a place full of emptiness, or what my life once was.

I never let my emotions show, nor let my guard down. I am strong, independent and open about my life. I was not the typical shy little girl growing up, and I never had a reason to be upset or depressed. But, I was.

I wanted to feel nothing - be completely numb. I hated the people around me, especially my family. Nobody understood how I felt, and my emotions did not matter. I could have yelled into someone's ear how I truly felt & it would still seem like nobody heard what I was saying. I was pushed to the bottom of the list of priorities, I did not matter. I wanted to show everyone how I was really feeling, but the red face from crying was not enough.

The appearance of tears that once rolled down my face, leaving small streaks on my cheeks, was not enough to show how much I was hurting. The bags under my eyes, from crying so much, from the day before, was not enough to express how much pain I felt. The anger I would lash out was not enough to make me become a priority. I needed help - before the darkness became my only escape.

I wanted my parents to finally understand. I wanted them to see an empty, lifeless, body because maybe a visual was going to really show them the pain I was dealing with - on my own.

When I was 16 years old, I attempted suicide.

I found a bottle of pills, on the microwave, and was in the process of taking them when my sister came to my rescue. She stopped me, and I was mad she did. I did not want to be alive. I had a plan, I had an idea, I had the cure - I was at top of my list & being healed was important. Since nobody wanted to help me, I was going to help myself. But, I learned that was not going to help anyone nor myself.

As time passed, and I received help from friends and family, I realized that my "cure" was not what I really needed. I needed help, support, and love. I just wanted to feel important, my emotions did not matter anymore - I wanted to feel like I mattered to someone, anyone.

The amount of pain I felt led me wanting to die. I do not want to die anymore and have not had the thought in years. I am doing really well in life because I received the help I needed. I did not let the darkness consume me, and I am a lot stronger than I was when I was younger.

Recovering from an experience, like attempting suicide, is an extremely hard thing to do. I sit at the table and my family acts like it never happened - but it did. Although I did not die, and I am thankful I did not, this incident still occurred. It is important to express your emotions and seek help whenever experiencing suicidal thoughts. Be open about your life, what bothers you, and talk to people whenever you are feeling low.

I am here to guarantee that, with time, it gets better. Never give up on life, especially when it seems like it will never get better because there is much more to you than you realize. If I would have let the darkness fully consume me, and take me away from this world, I would have never gotten into nursing school, met the friends I have now and would have not been able to see what this world has left for me.

IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW ARE STRUGGLING WITH SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND/OR TENDENCIES, REACH OUT IMMEDIATELY. NO ONE SHOULD GO THROUGH THIS ALONE. SUICIDE IS SERIOUS.

National Suicide Hotline: 1 (800) 273-8255 - available 24/7

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To The Person Who Feels Suicidal But Doesn't Want To Die

Suicidal thoughts are not black and white.
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Everyone assumes that if you have suicidal thoughts that means you want to die.

From an outside perspective, suicidal thoughts are rarely looked into deeper than the surface level. Either you have suicidal thoughts and you want to die, or you don't have suicidal thoughts and you want to live. What most people don't understand is that people live in between those two statements, I for one am one of them.

I've had suicidal thoughts since I was a kid.

My first recollection of it was when I came home after school one day and got in trouble, and while I was just sitting in the dining room I kept thinking, “I wonder what it would be like to take a knife from the kitchen and just shove it into my stomach." I didn't want to die, or even hurt myself for that matter. But those thoughts haven't stopped since.

I've thought about going into the bathroom and taking every single pill I could find and just drifting to sleep and never waking back up, I've thought about hurting myself to take the pain away, just a few days ago on my way to work I thought about driving my car straight into a tree. But I didn't. Why? Because even though that urge was so strong, I didn't want to die. I still don't, I don't want my life to end.

I don't think I've ever told anyone about these feelings. I don't want others to worry because the first thing anyone thinks when you tell them you have thoughts about hurting or killing yourself is that you're absolutely going to do it and they begin to panic. Yes, I have suicidal thoughts, but I don't want to die.

It's a confusing feeling, it's a scary feeling.

When the depression takes over you feel like you aren't in control. It's like you're drowning.

Every bad memory, every single thing that hurt you, every bad thing you've ever done comes back and grabs you by the ankle and drags you back under the water just as you're about the reach the surface. It's suffocating and not being able to do anything about it.

The hardest part is you never know when these thoughts are going to come. Some days you're just so happy and can't believe how good your life is, and the very next day you could be alone in a dark room unable to see because of the tears welling up in your eyes and thinking you'd be better off dead.

You feel alone, you feel like a burden to everyone around you, you feel like the world would be better off without you. I wish it was something I could just turn off but I can't, no matter how hard I try.

These feelings come in waves.

It feels like you're swimming and the sun is shining and you're having a great time until a wave comes and sucks you under into the darkness of the water. No matter how hard you try to reach the surface again a new wave comes and hits you back under again, and again, and again.

And then it just stops.

But you never know when the next wave is going to come. You never know when you're going to be sucked back under.

I always wondered if I was the only one like this.

It didn't make any sense to me, how did I think about suicide so often but not want to die? But I was thinking about it in black and white, I thought I wasn't allowed to have those feelings since I wasn't going to act on them. But then I read articles much like this one and I realized I'm not the only one. Suicidal thoughts aren't black and white, and my feelings are valid.

To everyone who feels this way, you aren't alone.

I thought I was for the longest time, I thought I was the only one who felt this way and I didn't understand how I could feel this way. But please, I implore you to talk to someone, anyone, about the way you're feeling, whether it be a family member, significant other, a friend, a therapist.

My biggest mistake all these years was never telling anyone how I feel in fear that they would either brush me off because “who could be suicidal but not want to die?" or panic and try to commit me to a hospital or something. Writing this article has been the greatest feeling of relief I've felt in a long time, talking about it helps. I know it's scary to tell people how you're feeling, but you're not alone and you don't have to go through this alone.

Suicidal thoughts aren't black and white, your feelings are valid, and there are people here for you. You are not alone.

If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline — 1-800-273-8255


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Depression Is A Balancing Act That Is And Isn't In Our Control

Managing depression can sometimes feel overwhelming.

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*Warning: Before reading any further is that this article will be talking about heavy topics such as depression and suicide.*

Depression in this day and age is a very sticky topic to talk about. Yes, we are becoming more aware and accepting of the issue, but we still have a long ways to go in terms of really know how we can be there for people in a way that's most effective and where they don't feel judged because of it.

I have dealt with depression most of my life and especially going through college. It didn't become a big thing for me till I came to college, and then having to navigate my issue of it. Whether that's talking about it friends vaguely about it, bottling it all in, going for professional help, etc. It's one of the many reasons why I'm afraid of meeting someone new, or wanting to be in a relationship, I was afraid of the judgment and feeling that if I told someone they either might not want to do anything with me, say it's too much for them, etc.

Now some of those fears, in my opinion, were unjustified in a sense that yes even though it is important for people to be there for me in my time of need, I need to be conscious of how much I share and whether they can take that piece of me I shared. It's a balancing act that is hard to manage, but it allows me for a much-needed look into myself of what actually makes me happy, what doesn't, what triggers my depression and going out of my way to make sure I don't let it take control of me.

The depression took me to places, very dark places that I'm happy to have push through, with my depression it made my thoughts go into suicidal ideation, and even hurting myself, an act that I never thought I would ever do but thankfully I had people in my life that helped me overcome that and going to talk to a professional.

Depression is a mental health issue that most everyone struggles with regardless of where they're at in life, it can come like a tidal wave, or not at all. It's an internal struggle with ourselves, and we do our best trying to get through it. I know that I'm not alone in this, and if you're reading this you're not alone either.

Don't be afraid to talk about it, but be mindful of other people and how much you can share in order for them to be able to process it, go for professional help, exercise, hang out with friends. Don't let depression fully control your life, it won't go away but if we can manage it in a way that helps us be able to keep it under control then that's a win.

If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline — 1-800-273-8255

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