Tag: suicide
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Numb little bug
I told my friends I was struggling on Facebook (I’m very dramatic, God bless me) and that I was suicidal. I did it 1) so that if I went through with killing myself, at least the people I love had a heads up and 2) in case anyone else felt suicidal, they’d know they weren’t…
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What do I want?
It’s not often I ask myself what I want because I’m normally busy trying to look after everyone else. No one expects that of me and when I think about it in objective terms, very few people in my life ask me to care for them, but I expect it of myself. I expect 5-star…
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Making hard choices
February 07, 2020 I’m the one responsible for my life and 98% of me wants it just to end. I just want to stop. Please. I think the last few months have really battered me. What’s killing me now is pure exhaustion. I haven’t stopped. I’ve moved from job to job to job – taking…
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One step…then another
July 12, 2017 I live my life on the edge of a knife. I live it second to second now – hanging onto life with my very fingernails, wondering if right now is going to be when the grief of being me kills me – or will I live another second? I put one foot…in front of…
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The middle of the road
July 07, 2017 So. Since Tuesday, I’ve been home. When Alun and I left Dr D’s on Tuesday morning, she signed me a Medical Certificate for the next 2 weeks. I’m stressing about every second I’m not at work. Because they’re not going to ‘wait’ for me to get better. They’re not going to hold…
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One step at a time
April 02, 2017 I love action movies. I love the thought of heroes and doing good for people who need help. That’s probably why I watch a lot of movies. Some of my favourite movies – are the ones with the “Avengers” in them. Of course, “Tony Stark” (played by the gorgeous Robert Downey Jr)…
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Knock knock
January 30, 2017 Icame home from work today and felt exhausted. Every hour at work felt like it took 3 hours to pass. I had to plaster on a brave face and greet everyone with a bright smile. I went to the bathroom 3 times during my shift at work; shutting the cubicle door behind…
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Can’t trust me
I’m in a great job, working good hours with a bunch of staff who are really happy people. I have an amazing husband who’s gorgeous, kind and smart and a circle of friends who believe in me, support me and care about me. So why do I stand on the very edge of the platform…