I thought I understood suicide, but I don’t
I have had suicidal thoughts, I’ve researched different methods and I’ve made several attempts. I thought I knew everything there is to know about suicide. Friday a friend hung himself. I haven’t been able to have a clear thought since. My mind just races. I’d never thought about what happens after and now I’m living it. The police having to be involved as though a crime has happened. The grief in people around me is so different to last time. There’s an anxiety in the air that is suffocating. I have thoughts that I can’t tell anyone because they wouldn’t understand, but it means they’re in my head all the time. Maybe my issues around death are heightening this too.
I’m not expecting anything from this post, I just needed to say it.
I’m not expecting anything from this post, I just needed to say it.