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Hello, I am not currently in crisis or in need of help regarding depression, I would just like to discuss a topic that I have been coming back to for over a decade now. I am seemingly unable to let it go, even after such a long time.
When I was 17 I tried to end my life. It seems ridiculous to even call it that because looking back I realise that it is extremely unlikely that I would have succeeded and the whole plan wasn't very well thought through in the first place. I can't even say for sure whether the decision came from a place of real desperation or if I was just being dramatic. Fact is, I overdosed. My brother found me and realised what I had done, he dragged me into the bathroom and forced his fingers down my throat. I simply felt completely degraded. Afterwards I tried to prepare myself for the consequences. But... they never came. My brother never brought up the subject again. If he did tell our mother what I had done she chose to ignore it. Up until today I don't know if anyone knows. If the rest of the family are aware then they simply didn't care enough to question me about it. Today I am 30 years old and the relationship with my family isn't exactly warm, to say the least. I never actually wanted them to know about it or having them do something about it, yet them simply ignoring this incident felt like just another proof of how much they do not give a damn about it. Last edited by bluekoi; Jun 19, 2020 at 10:25 AM. Reason: Add trigger icon. Remove method of attempted suicide. |
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Good Lord! I wouldn't be able to "forget" it either!
How do you forget something like that????? Have you thought about trying to bring it up with your brother?
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I am so sorry. You will find lots of support here.
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I'm very sorry. There is a lot of support here.
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Thanks for your friendly words and support.
No, I never brought up the subject with my brother and am not intending to. We are not close. I can't stop asking myself whether or not the rest of my family knows. Guess I'll never find out. If they do, apparently it didn't matter. |
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you are not alone in this. when I was in hospital a few years ago for
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and that's tough. knowing that that was one of the last things my family ever said to me before fleeing the country. |
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Jeez, Xandio --
Of all the horrible things people can do to each other, especially those who situationally are supposed to be "close" to us, or to "care", I think one of the worst is indifference. Ambiguity. It would almost be preferable if they yelled and screamed or got violent or something, than to just pretend that your pain and distress didn't exist. That YOU didn't exist. I don't know if you're familiar with the late comedian Jonathan Winters, but he had parents like this. After he went away to war, survived, and came back, he found that his parents had given away all his possessions. When he asked why, they indifferently responded, "We didn't know if you'd be back." I mean -- how do you HANDLE something like this? ![]() ![]() ![]()
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