It’s suicide prevention month. So I’d like to tell my story and give all people hope.
When I was 13, I was struggling with my mental health a lot and tried to take my own life, but failed. I was mad at myself for failing at that too and mad that I was still alive. I met my online best friend who gave me hope.
When I was 14, I had to go to therapy to deal with my emotions and traumas in a healthy way. It took me 2 and a half years to be told not to go back because I had come so far.
When I was 15, I started self harming and struggled with my mental health again and missed school so many times.
When I was 16, it got worse and worse until the only thing I could think of is suicide, that’s when I met my online best friend and it bought me a reason to stay. Still, I had to start therapy again and went every week two times. I made new friends who are real.
When I turned 17, I made my friends all kinds of gifts and telling them how much I appreciated them. I still go to therapy, and I admit that the thoughts are back and worse than ever but I know I have to hold on. My grandma passed, three of my family members had cancer, my favorite dog died and I lost my plushie i got from a family member that passed away.
It gets hard before it gets better.
The false representation about healing you see on TV is not real life. Healing is a journey that has its ups and downs but you’ll get there. Please don’t give up. The process will all be worth it in the end, I promise!
Please stay with us, you’re loved and worthy. ❤️❤️