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I've had many things happen to me from my own dad abusing me physically and mentally and then shooting himself to witnessing a stabbing at my high school.
It seems where ever I go I look for a place that I could end my existence like a bridge or at my high school the second floor to jump from or even at my own house a knife wound could do it as well.
All these thoughts seem to come into my mind every single day the point is I'm scared that one day I might actually do something like this and I was wondering if anyone here has had this same problem and knows how to end this problem
I have sought out help from counselors at my school and it seems like they don't get it's just thoughts and imagery. I've had 6 years of therapy as well.
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I did the dumbest thing today. I charged my earbuds, unplugged the block and put the block in my little bag instead of the earbuds. I wasn't happy about that when I got to the gym. What a dummy!
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Ever since I stopped doing therapy because of insurance, I've been feeling that old tense and irritable sense of anxiety and stress. I hate that. I was making so many strides and changes during therapy, my therapist would acknowledge all of my progress and accomplishments, and I miss that reassurance. Today I thought about it, and I made those changes! She would always tell me that I chose to...
Do you know that the things that happened weren't your fault? Do you know that there was nothing you could have done to make those things not happen?
Yes, I have had struggled with suicidal ideation. I still haven't found a "Cure," but it doesn't plague me the way it did in my teens and twenties. It still rears its ugly head from time to time, but it seems to be getting easier to soothe the savage beast when it does. I handle it one round at a time.
Don't know if it appropriate to share this, but. . . Jumping from great heights always been my biggest suicide notion. Starting in preadolescence, I spent uncounted hours with my feet dangling over lethal heights, contemplating. . . You know. . . Much later, while working in construction, I discovered that the ability to dangle feet over lethal heights is a valuable talent. Not all that many people can do it under any circumstances. FWIW. For what it's worth.