Slit My Wrist

A thin razor with a blade edge. It was a razor blade instead, and now it is a tool of my own death. Sharp edges and cool steel reminds me clearly what I have. My palm is facing upwards, a thin dotted line runs across my wrist, a blue vein and broken lines are hidden beneath a thick permanent black sign. Steel was warmed by my body's natural flexibility resisting slightly to my hesitation and terrible touch, a corner pressed against my body, a hard corner, but natural resilience is also pushed back to the steel It is.

Editor's Note: Several friends asked me about the scratches on my wrist. I never tried to kill myself by cutting my wrist. I participated in what is called "decompression". It was a period before my teenagers ago and my first attempt to commit suicide. When I started doing this, when I started doing it I felt the same thing. I tried to finish my life three times. Most of my friends know one of them. I had medicine in all three times, and I stayed in the hospital three times. None of these are attractive. I would like to talk about the first two times. For the second time, please let me in the mental hospital for 6 weeks.

In many cases I tried to overdo it and cut the wrist. Sadly, I mistakenly swallowed all the attempts. My highlight of suicide failure includes pill combinations, opioids, beta blockers, and some wonderful Viagra measures. This made me constipated without clitoris and nipples. One night I desperately killed my life and I cut my wrist with a butter knife (fucking a butter knife, who did it?). The attempt failed but still made an artery. As time goes by, I think finally I will find the right plan (there is no problem).

The next day is my worst day. I can not stop crying, helplessness wraps me. My idea is getting darker. You can not stop visualizing the wrist. This is not the first time I have suicidal ideas, but this is the most dangerous. For the first time in my history, I sent a text message to a therapist and a psychiatrist: "I need help." The family is called, medication adjustment, the rest are essential. I was a teenager, so I confirmed two things. I want to work in the publication of books, I would like to work in New York. Through my career, I have done my best to make two things - there are uplifts in the road, but I will always be back. This time I feel different. It sounds free, but it is also a reality check. I just agreed to catch payment I missed with my mortgage company. Tax attorneys help me understand how IRS reduces my monthly payment