saii
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- Nov 13, 2024
- 28
What is your experience with sharing your feelings to CTB to other people? People always say stuff like "I am here for you", but in my personal experience it couldn't be further from the truth, but maybe unlike me you have positive experiences opening up.
For me, I am in my late twenties but I started feeling it in my late teens when I began to experience chronic pain which resulted in me being secluded in one room for years.
I searched for what you are "supposed to" do on the internet which was to seek professional help, after opening up about it to my psychiatrist she told me that she couldn't help me and that I should seek help from a psychiatrist who specializes in suicides but that they have a long waiting/appointment time 1-2 years, to which I responded that I would most likely not be alive by that time, haven't seen her after but I did my first attempt shortly after.
I told my mother and she responded that I should do it because I am a burden to her (Being disabled and all). I told my friends, a good chunk of them cut contact with me because it made them uncomfortable. Those who remained tried to be supportive but our friendship turned toxic as I was out of it most of the time being on heavy painkillers and feeling almost manic, I eventually ended up alone wishing I never opened up to anyone.
For me, I am in my late twenties but I started feeling it in my late teens when I began to experience chronic pain which resulted in me being secluded in one room for years.
I searched for what you are "supposed to" do on the internet which was to seek professional help, after opening up about it to my psychiatrist she told me that she couldn't help me and that I should seek help from a psychiatrist who specializes in suicides but that they have a long waiting/appointment time 1-2 years, to which I responded that I would most likely not be alive by that time, haven't seen her after but I did my first attempt shortly after.
I told my mother and she responded that I should do it because I am a burden to her (Being disabled and all). I told my friends, a good chunk of them cut contact with me because it made them uncomfortable. Those who remained tried to be supportive but our friendship turned toxic as I was out of it most of the time being on heavy painkillers and feeling almost manic, I eventually ended up alone wishing I never opened up to anyone.
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