Depression Support Group
Depression is a real and debilitating condition that is often misunderstood by family and friends. Its meaning can range from a prolonged period of sadness to an actual mental illness with specific symptoms. Find and share experiences with others who are going through the same struggles.
Good God. Tonight I was more scared than I have EVER been. My very best friend, and now boyfriend Tyrone about killed himself tonight. See, hes a martial artist, and used one of the poisoned hand techniques... which basically paralyzes you and then kills you. I found him in my bathroom, just in time too. He was almost dead when I found him.
Thank GOd for antecdotes. I had to reverse the technique, and try to help him get his organs to work again. Im so in a panic right now. Im crying
and coughing, and im a mess. He almost died tonight, because of me. I almost killed him!!
Earlier today he read a journal entry of mine from a few years back when I was dating someone else. He got mad about it. We fought. He went into my bathroom with a knife of mine and locked the door. Here I thought he was going to cut or something. I kept trying to break in, his body was blocking the door. I kept trying.. Good God, I almost lost him. He is much better now, but in trying to help him, I took most of the poison. I need you guys now more than I ever have before. Please, send me hugs comments, journal comments... anything.. please. I need them.
Thank GOd for antecdotes. I had to reverse the technique, and try to help him get his organs to work again. Im so in a panic right now. Im crying
and coughing, and im a mess. He almost died tonight, because of me. I almost killed him!!
Earlier today he read a journal entry of mine from a few years back when I was dating someone else. He got mad about it. We fought. He went into my bathroom with a knife of mine and locked the door. Here I thought he was going to cut or something. I kept trying to break in, his body was blocking the door. I kept trying.. Good God, I almost lost him. He is much better now, but in trying to help him, I took most of the poison. I need you guys now more than I ever have before. Please, send me hugs comments, journal comments... anything.. please. I need them.
He picked up the knife, and he went into the bathroom with it.
How he reacted to whatever you did like reading your journal entry, is his responsibility, not yours. Be very careful you don't fall into that trap. Before you know it, he will be blaming you for his anger. Uh Uh.
not, ...whatever you did...