Yep. It’s me, again… Sorry.
Tuesday was my friends funeral… My department at work all went together in order to support one another, but I ended up being pushed out of the group. Not a single person who saw me unable to hold it together asked me if I was ok. They were all too busy consoling the 2 younger girls, I guess because of their age? I don’t really know. I felt so alone even though I was surrounded by people who were all saying goodbye to someone they also saw as a friend.
Every time I close my eyes I see an image of my friend, and Katie (my best friend that died of an overdose in September) and I just instantly sink to rock bottom. I’ve never felt more alone than how I feel right now. Even though I know I have people who love me here, I just feel like I can’t talk about all the thoughts that are going through my head, and it makes me feel like I have no one.
My mum is in and out of hospital with an unknown illness, but she’s really unwell, to the point that today, she told me she didn’t want to live anymore. She doesn’t remember saying it, but she also doesn’t remember any of this morning… I don’t know how to help her and it hurts.
I feel like I’m running out of options. I’ve been self-harming multiple times a week, I’ve been struggling to sleep and barely eating. I’m pretty much constantly suicidal and it got to a point today where I scared myself. I had to call a hotline because I just didn’t know what to do. I can’t help but think, what if next time I don’t make that call? I just want the pain to stop. It’s like every week something new happens, and I’m tired of suffering and hearing bad news. Self-harm isn’t working anymore, and that’s where the urge to relapse in substances comes in… I don’t want to do that, but I’m getting closer and closer. I just need some good news, or someone to hug me and tell me I’m going to be ok… Yet both of those things seem to be so far out of reach.