I've tried to commit suicide twice both within a year of eachother. I was going to a school where I wasn't accepted and it wasn't just the kids who would pick on me it was the teachers too. when kids gave me bruises the teachers were no help and then my home life changed too. Maybe because of me or they changed but that was just too much for me. I didn't want to like a life where I was useless, personally had not developed a motivation to live for myself, I didn't need to. So after my first break up I tried, OD, it didn't work the way I had expected too, I could move afterwards I felt like **** and I never wanted to feel that way again. And so the next time I tried, OD on my sleeping meds, that didn't work either again feeling like **** had a hard time thinking later. I haven't tried again because I was able to leave the school, my life changes have helped me and you could say I have a been life but I still want to die, I'm not a huge fan of life. I think one of the things that keeps me living is my little bag of hope that things will get better and that I will die when I seriously want.
Deathgodsimple Deathgodsimple
18-21, F
Jan 23, 2016