suicide attempt

It makes you feel like a burden on your loved ones. Family support groups are not so available in India. So as a result families don't get to know how to deal with the person with BPD, although they are there with all intention to help. But they fail most of the time to understand what the person with BPD is going through and what to tell and not to tell. So it affects the person with BPD. And as diagnosed with BPD I know how difficult it is to control oneself from attempting suicide and self harming. I am self-harming from a very young age(when I was 10 years old). I have attempted suicide before. Two times. I was 20 years old then. I got diagnosed with BPD few days back when I'm 26. I don't know if it's already too late or not. Suicidal thoughts and urges are there. I'm fighting with it all the time. I know I won't get much help from my family. And I also don't have friends who will understand BPD. Most of them left because of my anger or I pushed them away. A typical BPD trait. My only hope is my therapist and maybe myself. It is really hard to exist with BPD and as an add I've Major Depressive Disorder and severe anxiety. Only GOD can help me I guess. I wish anyone suffering from any mental health issue gets treated and gets all the support they need. #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #BPD #SuicideAttempt #suicidality #treatment #suffering #MentalHealth #MajorDepressiveDisorder #Anxiety

Four years ago, I broke my silence. After being silenced for 12 years by those around me. At the time I wasn't sure if I made the right decision. From there things seemed to fall apart, I was abandoned by a family member, I lost an apartment, I tried committing suicide, my family turned against me. (Though the abusers were family). I received a PTSD diagnosis along with Bipolar and Borderline Personality. Those mental illnesses rocked my world, especially the PTSD. It revealed how bad the abuse really was.

The Emotional abuse still has an effect on me today. As does the sexual abuse. I try my best to heal and move forward each day and try to be an inspiration to others. Sometimes (like today) Bipolar Depression is really getting to me and I need some words of hope and inspiration. I spent a majority of the morning with triggered trauma memories which led to a depressed crying spell. If someone could just drop some comments of hope that would mean a lot.

Anyhow I will continue to try and be an inspiration to others. It wasn't easy for me to break my silence. The abuse became my normal, so much so that I didn't think anyone would believe me. I told my truth and that is what has set me free (mostly). Yes I have found love and a stability. But I'll admit I still struggle with the aftereffects of what happened. I am not suggesting that opening up is for everyone. I am only sharing what it did for me. Only open up if you feel safe and ready. I'm 28 and opened up when I was 25. It's a scary but liberating experience.

It has helped me heal tremendously over these past 4 years. I still have a long way to go but I know more then I did then. I am grateful for my life and those in it. My hope is that all of you can find love and stability in your lives. It is possible.

As always, reach out for help if you need to. Your life matters to so many people. Stay safe. Happy healing. We are here for each other. I am free to chat if anyone wants to. Thanks for believing in me just like I believe in all of you. Being believed really was the first step towards my healing so when I say thank you for believing me and my truth, I really do mean it.

Keep shining my friends. We got this!

#PTSD #SexualAbuse #EmotionalAbuse #BipolarDisorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #ChildhoodAbuse #SuicideAttempt #Hope #Healing #MightyTogether #Sharing

I don't want to get into the how's or why's, but I attempted suicide two weeks ago. Even though I'm home and back at work, I know "normal" isn't going to happen for a very long time. I'm finding things like being "lectured" and other stressors are getting to me more. How do I cope with all of this on top of the guilt I feel and recurring suicidal thoughts? On paper, I'm doing everything right (upping sessions with my therapist and mental health worker, self-care), but I still feel awful. How do I forgive myself when every list I've seen on the topic looks so easy but feels so far out of reach?

I’m here for my son (my middle child) who tried to commit suicide together with his girlfriend. She died and he survived. He went from being in a coma with a bullet logged in his brain to breathing through then the tube through his trackia. He’s not well mentally, emotionally nor physically and he’s in prison because he’s being charged with her death. My first born died 4 years ago still cannot even see his picture because is too hard for me to handle. My last born is in autism spectrum. He’s high functioning and very intelligent. Even though he’s come a long way from not having any speech and having 4-6 teachers per day in his younger years to graduating with a reagents diploma he’s my rock right now.

That’s the iceberg of my story. #LosingAChild #SuicideAttempt #SuicideLoss #Depression

It has been 26 days since I attempted suicide. I woke up in hospital, conversed with the crisis team and subsequently discharged when deemed fit and my observations were stable. Although I have physically recovered, psychologically I’m still a mess.

It has been confusing, numbing yet extremely painful. When you expected to be gone, to continue existing is a strange, unwelcoming feeling. No one explains the difficulty with surviving a suicide attempt. I have received no professional support and continue to suffer in silence. I had to overcome the physical consequences alone and continue to battle the psychological, to no avail.

I hope that things will get better, that it will change, but so far it’s been the opposite, and found myself back in hospital.

I hope the pain stops, I hope that there is meaning to this suffering. I just feel tired, drained, and defeated.

#Suicide #BPD #SuicideAttempt #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #MentalHealth

About 5.75 years ago, I was intubated after being placed in a medical coma as a result of a suicide attempt. When they thought I was well enough, doctors removed the tube, but I crashed again. This happened three times which caused severe trauma to my trachea. When I awoke, my breathing was fine. It wasn’t until two months later that I began to struggle to breathe because of scar tissue that had developed. This wasn’t discovered for another two months when it was determined that I needed surgery as soon as possible. The surgeons went in, lasered off the scar tissue from my trachea, and expanded a balloon to help open the airway. At this point, my breathing has again become labored and uneven. I have an appointment tomorrow to explore via laryngoscopy to see if another surgery is necessary.

Needless to say, I’m a bit anxious.

The worst part of all of this is that I’ve made a complete 180 since that time in my life. My job still sucks, but I have an amazing husband and a beautiful home. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, yet here I am with a reminder of my misery and darkest struggles. I’m afraid that this surgery will be on repeat every 6 years for the rest of my life, and a constant reminder of the hell that was my life.

#trachea #trachealstenosis #SuicideAttempt #intubation #lifesupport #Surgery #Bipolar #Depression

I was found unconscious from an OD 5 days ago. Guess someonen found me snd called police and ambulance. I’m upset that my plan didn’t work. I undeestsnd my familys releif when they got the call I was gonna be ok. Currently in pysc ward of the hospital.
But when I go home how do I face them. What so I say? Thet are going to look at me differently and ask questions like why would you do such a thing!
Any advice/thoughts on this. Thanks
#SuicideSurvivor #SuicideAttempt
#BPD #Depression