Just Thought I'd ShareA Story by jumbie's #1 fanjust a bit of what i'm dealing with.so, i've been going through a lot in the past...well, year or so. in 2008. my best friend moved, i fell in love, lost relationship with my parents, got my heart broken, lost my faith, drank alcohol, cut myself, and just two and a half weeks ago, took 4 tylenol, one zantac, one ibuprofen, and some type of allergy pill. I wasn't feeling particularly suiucidal at that moment, but i just didn't care. i was like, what the heck? but after i took those pills and i started to fill dizzy, and i got tired of hiding the cuts on my arm from my family, it dawned on me. i may be in worse need that i thought. I knew i was getting a little more emo than usual, but before i knew it, i myself was suicidal. and it's so funny, because I'm the one who encourages people not to cut and tell them that God takes care of it. So there I was, choking on my own words. So those of you who think i'm a hypcrite, well congrats, you were right. I hope you feel vindicated. so anyway, i was talking to my mother, whom i have hated since september, and she told me that people are worried about me. some people that i love from church were afraid for my life. then she wrapped her arms around me and told me that she loved me and didn't want to lose me. i broke down in tears and cried in my mother's arms. i didn't tell her what i've been dealing with the last few months, i didn't tell her that i prayed that God would kill me every night. i truly did not want to live. i took matters into my own hands. i knew i needed help. i had gotten the suicide hotline number, i had called a life coach, and i met with my youth pastor's wife. I told her everything i had been dealing with, everything that i could not bring myself to tell my parents. I didn't want to be put in a mental place, because truly, i don't think that is what I need. but to my surprise, she had complete sympathy for me and encouraged me to keep on living. she said she'd keep my secrets and would be here for me if i needed it. so here i am now, healing, for the most part. it's been two weeks and i'm doing so much better. i thank God that i'm getting help and i'm going back to God. because if i kept going on the at the rate i was at...i might not have made it to graduation... © 2009 jumbie's #1 fanReviews
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6 Reviews Added on March 30, 2009 Last Updated on April 17, 2009 Authorjumbie's #1 fanNorman, OKAboutAll my life, writing has been the one thing I've been good at. Of course, that's an opinion, and it depends on your tastes. Throughout everything in my semi-short life, writing is the one thing that c.. more..Writing
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