I Tried to Commit Suicede
My mom worked for a company that supplied meds to nursing homes. She worked sometimes on weekends, and once I started rebelling a little bit as a teen, she wouldn't leave me at home alone anymore. I grabbed some stuff off the shelf one time, not having a clue what it was...and I kept it hiden in my room for a while, but eventually took a whole bunch of the pills. After doing that I went to my mom crying and to say bye (lol right?), she asked what I'd done. I told her, and she took me to the ER to have my stomach pumped. The tube they put in my throat scratched it all up and I remember my throat being sore for days.
I was put in this institution for a few weeks. Well, about a week and a half I think it was. It was like a vacation! I really did have a good time there. I made friends and was around adults that acted normal. I didn't want to go back home lol, but they said I wasn't at all crazy and didn't need to be there...so they sent me packing.
I remember my dad coming by with flowers in a vase for me. The people that worked there soon confiscated it because the vase was made of glass. I could cut myself, they said. My dad rolled his eyes but complied and took it with him when he left. That incident happened just within the first few days I was there, before they had assessed my mental stability.
The truth of the matter is that my mom was the crazy one. Now so many years later, she still is. My family isn't crazy. My mom is. She did everything she could to make me feel like a freak, and she sabotoged anything good I managed to get going for myself, and she poisoned my mind against alot of my family. Her own family included, but mostly my dad and his side of the family. It's really complicated lol, I won't get into it.
But yeah, I took pills once to try to end it...
I was put in this institution for a few weeks. Well, about a week and a half I think it was. It was like a vacation! I really did have a good time there. I made friends and was around adults that acted normal. I didn't want to go back home lol, but they said I wasn't at all crazy and didn't need to be there...so they sent me packing.
I remember my dad coming by with flowers in a vase for me. The people that worked there soon confiscated it because the vase was made of glass. I could cut myself, they said. My dad rolled his eyes but complied and took it with him when he left. That incident happened just within the first few days I was there, before they had assessed my mental stability.
The truth of the matter is that my mom was the crazy one. Now so many years later, she still is. My family isn't crazy. My mom is. She did everything she could to make me feel like a freak, and she sabotoged anything good I managed to get going for myself, and she poisoned my mind against alot of my family. Her own family included, but mostly my dad and his side of the family. It's really complicated lol, I won't get into it.
But yeah, I took pills once to try to end it...
By:
orchid00
Age:
26-30
,
Female
