Work day..woke up one morning and did not want to go anywhere but hide back under my quilt..i felt very very low..down in the dumps if i died that moment i would not of cared...live alone...have many friends and family...did not want to talk to anyone...only time i got out of bed was to pee and bath this went on for days and I was loosing so much weight...I was broken and I decided on the best ways to get rid of myself... I had three options in doors and one out of doors which I decided was for me...I got dressed went out of the house walked to the underground station and paid my fare and as the train was in the distance I moved forward someone grabbed me from behind and...next thing i knew there were police and they put me in a car and took me to the police station where i was under psychiatrict evaluation. I did not answer any questions I had nothing to say I just was angry so angry that my plans fell apart...now today I realise how selfish my actions were i did not take into account I was about to spoil everyones day at the station..I di not think of my family. I was so desperate to end it all.
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