
HangingBlossom
Linnéa - Rope Dancer
- Jul 13, 2024
- 11
Hej hej,
My name is Linnéa – and to be honest, I don't really know how to begin.
I'm sitting in a quiet corner of the university, the sun is shining on my face, and across from me sits my best friend from my studies. She has no idea what I'm writing right now. And maybe that's for the best, because I promised my loved ones I wouldn't read or post on threads like this anymore. But my mental health struggles, which have been weighing heavily on me again, have led me back here.
Tomorrow is my birthday – and for weeks now, a deep inner emptiness has been spreading inside me, slowly eating away at my soul. In the past few days, suicidal thoughts have been getting louder again, even though, objectively speaking, there are no "reasonable" reasons for them. I had once planned to die on my 18th birthday. I even tried – multiple times. But by God's intervention, and maybe a bit of luck, I'm still here.
I live with a particular form of borderline personality disorder. The first signs appeared when I was still in elementary school. It often only takes small things, small incidents, to throw me completely off course. When that happens, I feel the urge to tie something tightly around my neck until it hurts, until I feel dizzy or can't breathe.
Around my birthday, these feelings become especially strong. Getting older triggers a whole cascade of thoughts:
No long-term relationship. No children of my own. Years left of university and teacher training. My best friend, who currently doesn't have the strength to message me, and is once again lost in platforms like SaSu ...
And yet: deep down, I know I don't truly want to die.
I have friends and family who love me – even with my mood swings and emotional outbursts.
I'm succeeding in my teaching degree and have been confirmed to continue working as a substitute teacher next school year.
I even had a beautiful date yesterday – I don't know if it will lead to something serious, but it was a bright, hopeful moment.
And still, those dark thoughts creep in when I look at myself in the mirror. I'm afraid of losing control. That's why I asked my best friend to stay with me until Wednesday night. On Thursday, I'll go home to my family – my little sister will unknowingly help keep me safe through the night. Then there's just Friday left. We'll be celebrating my birthday together with my cousin's. I already see myself standing there in my white and pink floral dress, eyes swollen from crying – and if anyone asks why I'm crying, I'll say: from joy.
But damn it – what's wrong with me?
Why does the thought of hanging myself keep coming back?
Why do I feel the urge every day to strangle myself until I nearly pass out?
How do I make this stop?
I am totally desperate.
Hej då
din Linnéa
My name is Linnéa – and to be honest, I don't really know how to begin.
I'm sitting in a quiet corner of the university, the sun is shining on my face, and across from me sits my best friend from my studies. She has no idea what I'm writing right now. And maybe that's for the best, because I promised my loved ones I wouldn't read or post on threads like this anymore. But my mental health struggles, which have been weighing heavily on me again, have led me back here.
Tomorrow is my birthday – and for weeks now, a deep inner emptiness has been spreading inside me, slowly eating away at my soul. In the past few days, suicidal thoughts have been getting louder again, even though, objectively speaking, there are no "reasonable" reasons for them. I had once planned to die on my 18th birthday. I even tried – multiple times. But by God's intervention, and maybe a bit of luck, I'm still here.
I live with a particular form of borderline personality disorder. The first signs appeared when I was still in elementary school. It often only takes small things, small incidents, to throw me completely off course. When that happens, I feel the urge to tie something tightly around my neck until it hurts, until I feel dizzy or can't breathe.
Around my birthday, these feelings become especially strong. Getting older triggers a whole cascade of thoughts:
No long-term relationship. No children of my own. Years left of university and teacher training. My best friend, who currently doesn't have the strength to message me, and is once again lost in platforms like SaSu ...
And yet: deep down, I know I don't truly want to die.
I have friends and family who love me – even with my mood swings and emotional outbursts.
I'm succeeding in my teaching degree and have been confirmed to continue working as a substitute teacher next school year.
I even had a beautiful date yesterday – I don't know if it will lead to something serious, but it was a bright, hopeful moment.
And still, those dark thoughts creep in when I look at myself in the mirror. I'm afraid of losing control. That's why I asked my best friend to stay with me until Wednesday night. On Thursday, I'll go home to my family – my little sister will unknowingly help keep me safe through the night. Then there's just Friday left. We'll be celebrating my birthday together with my cousin's. I already see myself standing there in my white and pink floral dress, eyes swollen from crying – and if anyone asks why I'm crying, I'll say: from joy.
But damn it – what's wrong with me?
Why does the thought of hanging myself keep coming back?
Why do I feel the urge every day to strangle myself until I nearly pass out?
How do I make this stop?
I am totally desperate.
Hej då
din Linnéa