SO many people in my life, and so many other peopels lives, have killed themselves.
MOstly for the most stupid of reasons, and I'm not going to lie and say I'ma little good girl who never attempted to cut too deep, or take too many pills, or play Russian Roulette, but this is a growing trend.
Something bad happens in life,
some people think that they'll never be able to face another day again, they go rent a cheap hotel room, or lock themselves in their room or the bath room, or whereever, and pull the trigger, or pop the pills and waterfall down the booze, or they kick the chair out fmor underneath them, or the knife goes WAY deep enough that the bllod spurts.
But I think.. Maybe if we talk about it more,
people wil be less likely to kill themselves over breakup,s homophobic parents, words, and failed romances.
Anyone else in?
We'd share stories or how we were hurt, and how we got better, or stronger after someone we knew acomplished or attemtped suicide.
Or even ourselves attemtping it.
And then how we figured that suicide isn't worthit, Please help me out?