March 1st 2015: i was suicidal, wanting to die, even wanting to commit that night... almost did. i made a video about how i was feeling. then went to sleep.
March 2nd 2015, was a normal day... going to college class and i looked at my phone at the end of class and saw a text asking if i knew what happened and then i found out...
in high school, i loved photography, so i took the class... i was good at it, i enjoyed it and my favorite teacher. well... i found out she had killed herself at the school in her classroom that morning...
i emailed her a year before or so updating her... and the week she killed herself i meant to email her and ask about advice... i never did.
it hit me really hard. still almost a year later, i'm depressed, my anxiety has worsened. i don't sleep good at all.... i have to take a sleep aid to help me sleep or ill be up the whole night feeling depressed or even contemplenting suicide.
what i never understand is.... she lost her dad to suicide. and she spoke up against it, telling her students to not do it... and then she did it.
i'm not over it. ill never be over it. suddenly i know how she feels but at the same time.... i don't.
it's almost a year to the day and i'm really scared i might do it myself...
March 2nd 2015, was a normal day... going to college class and i looked at my phone at the end of class and saw a text asking if i knew what happened and then i found out...
in high school, i loved photography, so i took the class... i was good at it, i enjoyed it and my favorite teacher. well... i found out she had killed herself at the school in her classroom that morning...
i emailed her a year before or so updating her... and the week she killed herself i meant to email her and ask about advice... i never did.
it hit me really hard. still almost a year later, i'm depressed, my anxiety has worsened. i don't sleep good at all.... i have to take a sleep aid to help me sleep or ill be up the whole night feeling depressed or even contemplenting suicide.
what i never understand is.... she lost her dad to suicide. and she spoke up against it, telling her students to not do it... and then she did it.
i'm not over it. ill never be over it. suddenly i know how she feels but at the same time.... i don't.
it's almost a year to the day and i'm really scared i might do it myself...