I'm just sharing my ESH.
All i know is the floor felt like knives stabing me as i walked out
of the hospital after the sueicide attemp. i hated the fact
that i had to lived another day. i hated god for keeping alive.
I hated the doctors and nurses for bringing me back.
Food and water tasted bitter very breath i took burn my lungs
I didn't want to be touched or fixed by anyone.
I felt shame for trying to kill myself. I felt ashame for failing to do that.
I could not even talk about that to anyone for years.
Life is un-fair JC, however you are not alone
Life did not single you out.
I'm living a happy life today...anything is possiable.