Hello all. This is not something I particularly want to dwell on but it has sure as HELL changed me.
Since November 2010 i had been planning my death, my relationship was not working because of my depression, i was made redundant and i was seriously in Financial debt.
On April 27th 2011 I woke up .... i could not find a way out of all my problems, I was in debt, lost my job, i gave up my boyfriend because i was planning my own demise.
I took an overdose of tablets and texted my family 'i love you but I am so sorry'
My sister clocked on....if she hadnt i would of been dead already as I live on my own.
All i remember was to men in green at my front door (ambulance men) and nothing else till hours later when I was semi-conscious.
Apparently my sister had rang the emergency services.
I spent 8 days in a mental institute feeling lie i was being punished for my actions when really the y took me in to rest.
I felt isolated, lost, rage at failing. I cried and cried every day and withdrew into myself.
When I was discharged my mother came to stay with me. She worked during the day. I had time to cry and try and work out my issues. I applied for bankruptcy and it was granted,.
Being at home made me feel lonely and isolated and the only thing that stopped me from taking my life again was my familes distress.
Now I have come back from taying withmy father in thr Caribbean and I have found myself....the road is long and there are going to be hard times but i shall overcome....