Cringey but there was a thread going around on tumblr that I read while planning my second attempt that discussed the Baby yoda stitch and baby groots riding hippie bus in a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair shirt of failed suicide attempts, how common they were and the often debilitating injuries the survivors were left with afterwards, such as cut ligaments and tendons leading to loss of function of the hands after cutting wrists, or brain damage after a failed hanging attempt and so on. The brutal and frank discussion of how common it was to fail really stuck with me after my first attempt had failed, and stopped me from going through with my second attempt. It’s weird that it was mainly just the embarrassment and fear of failure that kept me from trying to end it again, nothing deeply profound or meaningful, just me being awkward I guess.
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