Tried to kill myself today

[asvt]

I tried to <Mod Edit: no methods please> An ambulance took me to hospital and i got stitched up and talk ed to the crisis team and they let me go home. But nothing has really changed and i still don't see a way forward i just don't where to go from here I have no friends and am not close with my family I have no one close to talk to. I do see a therapist but that does help i am on antidepressants and the dosage was doubled in january. Nothing helps I just don't know how to live i just don't what to do. Someone please help me.

 

[~PinkElephants~]

I don't know about in the U.K. but if you cut your wrist to the point where you could see all the veins and you couldn't feel your arm they would not release you. They'd hold you because you are a risk to yourself. In the U.S. they'd hold you and do a suicide watch.

I'm sorry you are going through such pain.

 

[A_pixie]

My God why did they send you home from hospital so soon? I mean what did the doctors say?

PM me if you want to talk...why did you feel the need to end your life?

 

[nicesinging1]

Please, don't ever do such things again. I can imagine you must have been in very deep pains to even think about such things but that is not the way to handle stresses and pains of life. There is always a way out, a great way forward no matter how bad things are.
I try to think of obstacles and challenges as something testing my will and determination. I also try to believe we are never given something we can't handle. It is easy to just give up and not do anything but there is a merit in keep fighting.
I didn't just come up with this idea off my head. It came from talking with many people who have been through similar situations. They all agree on one thing. That we must keep fighting and living life no matter how bad, painful, miserable, unbearable our life is.
I hope you find the root cause of ur problems and keep addressing them and improving your life. Never ever waver and give up on life. Never ever.

 

[TheWr0ngChild]

The NHS continues to amaze me with fantastic feats of sheer incompetence :blink:

 

[asvt]

The NHS continues to amaze me with fantastic feats of sheer incompetence :blink:

When my mum rang for an ambulance it took an hour to get to the house about another hour to get to the hospital and then i was sitting in the waiting room for about 2 hours before my wrist was stitched up. so my wound was open for 4 hours and the person stitching me up kept having to redo them because he kept making the knot to lose, which took nearly an hour to do even though I was initially told it would take only 20 minutes. The only thing i had when i was waiting was a little bandage wrap the paramedics gave me. it was so embarassing sitting in the waiting room with my arm and trowsers covered in blood people constantly staring at me it was horrible. I can only hope people learn from my experience and choose not to do this.

 

[GoldenPsych]

I think that is the difference between the NHS and the medical care you would recieve in the USA. I have been to hospital many times for failed suicide attempts, I have said that I wanted to die still did and could not guarentee that it would not happen in the future. One week I was in on the Thursday for cutting very deep requiring many stitches, then the Monday for an OD, the Wed for an OD and then again the following Monday in which I was in for 3 nights (this is when I 1st joined SF). There is no psychological care in this country. If you are then medically fit it is off you go home. If you get like you wanna do it again call the Samaritans. I did, I tried that but felt so patronised by them I vowed never to call again.

Now I feel like I want to end everything now, I don't know where to go and am just on my own recieving no support what so ever!

 

[Stranger1]

I am sorry you felt it was that time. But on the other hand I can't blame you,life sucks!! Ihave one piece of advice. Sit down with your parents and solve the issues between you. I had to do the same thing. I went six years without talking to my family. My older sister and her husband hired a private investigator to track me down. I ended up braking the silence by calling and talked to my mom. I told her she was going to be a grandmother.
Then I had my breakdown a couple years later. My dad said somethings to me ,that were like driving a stake in my heart. So I quit doing family get togethers. I didn't want to be around him. Well I finally took the initiative and broke the ice between us. He is in poor health and I didn't want him to die thinking I hated him. We get along better now.
You need to talk to your parents and tell them you have something important to discuss with them. You have to remember they grew up with a whole set of rules that don't work now adays. You can break the ice between you just by saying mom,dad I love you both. I'm sure you can talked to them if you take it serious. You definatly need help and if you set things straight, tell your parents you need help. I wish you luck and hope to see you around the SF.:chopper:

 

[pit]

Sorry you're in so much pain. Next time you get to that point, go to a clinic. I've been in that situation, and it's always painful.

 

[Summer.Rain]

As far as i know and as some people said, no one cares if you come to a hospital after a SA. Thay check you so that thay will know that you will not die
and then thay release you. I had a SA once, like 2 years ago...
I ODed but got scared becouse there was some wierd sh*t going on with me
I felt like someone touching me and there is presanse in the room.
I paniced and called to the emargncy services.
Ambulance came after like 10 min, thay checked my blood preasure
and took me to the hospital, where thay gave me a bed in the Emergncy Treatment Room where i was for like 4 hours.
After i relaxed a bit, 2 police guys talked to me, making sure it was really a SA
and not something ales, then a shrink came and asked me few questions,
then he asked me to conntact my psychitriest as soon as pissible.
Then thay released me, BUT(!!!)...
I had no way to go home, i lived far away from the hospital i was dreased
like in a really wierd way becouse the paramedics took the first clothes
thay found in my house (i was only in my panties when i ODed)
I had no money and REALLY in a bad shape, i no one cared.
It took me 2 hours to get back to my home (30 minuts by driving)

And thats it, its a shame i servived and some of my freands
really made a joke out of me becouse i called an ambulace...
Life is shit, i respect those who managed to do it successfuly.
I got plans already about how to do it, but there is this "hope"
fealing inside me that maybe one day it will be better, that why i just cant
do it for now

 

[RememberLove]

Im sooooo sorry you are in such pain...
The only thing to do is hanging on till it goes away, it always does go away!

But during this pain you can talk to people here...
The positive thing is that people here do understand this pain of hell...

Hugs!

 

[middleofnowhere]

I tried to <Mod Edit: no methods please> An ambulance took me to hospital and i got stitched up and talk ed to the crisis team and they let me go home. But nothing has really changed and i still don't see a way forward i just don't where to go from here I have no friends and am not close with my family I have no one close to talk to. I do see a therapist but that does help i am on antidepressants and the dosage was doubled in january. Nothing helps I just don't know how to live i just don't what to do. Someone please help me.

The medical and mental health systems in USA may look good from a distance, but they have problems, too. I guess no system is perfect.

My doctor gave me the choice of voluntarily entering the hospital or being required to. It took me a few days to arrange all the details of my work before I went in. The doctor was OK with that, as long as my wife locked up all the meds. Doctors of all kinds are required by law to see that you are admitted if you are unsafe.

It seems to me that your doctor needs to work much more closely with you on your meds. So many meds have to be discovered by trial and error, which can take months. It would be irresponsible to prescribe you an antidepressant that doesn't help, and then double it as though that should help. Find another doctor who cares at least a little about your life. If that's all my doctor did for me, I'd never go back to him. Because so much of our treatment is connected with meds, they need to be given great attention.

I hope you find the care you need. Can your therapist be an advocate for you in finding a good psychiatrist?

Don't give up now. There are lots of roads to try before you run out of them.