When I was in the 4th grade, I started to cut. At first it hurt, but I thought about everything that had already happened. My parents were more into the drugs than their own kids.
When I got to 5th grade, I tried to commit suicide for the first time. I had to go to school the next day all doped up on the pills that I hadn't taken enough of. My parents didn't know about this.
Then I got kicked out of the house, so I moved in with my grandma. One day it was all to much for me to handle...so I tried to hang myself. The last thing I remember was hanging there then seeing my grandma walk in the room...I ended up getting kicked out.
Then I tried to kill myself 7 times.
I'm 14 now and I became pregnant. I didn't want my parents...or no one to know.
I ended up trying to OD. The baby and I were both okay, but I knew I had messed up.
About 2 months later I had a miscarriage. I didn't know where else to turn, so I started to do some research. That is when I found www.TheHopeLine.com. At first, I thought no one knows what all I'm going through. Finally, one day everything was way to much so I got up the nerve to test it out and chat with them, and I'm glad I did.
I found out that talking about it really does help.
These wonderful people [HopeCoaches] are here whenever nobody else is. So, the moral of my story is: DON'T GIVE UP!!!
If you are struggling with suicide thoughts and need help, check out TheHopeLine's eBook: Understanding Suicide.
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