I know what its like to stand on the edge of the abyss. To wonder what it would be like to step off and fall. To wonder if the people I would leave behind would miss me as I plummet further into the endless abyss. I have felt the sharp sting of release as I have pressed the blade across my flesh, watching my blood flow as I try to feel like I belong in the world. I have sat with bottles of painkillers in front of me, staring at them, working up the courage to take them and end it all. Depression is so misunderstood. Sometimes it has no real cause but it has no real cure either. It is a lifelong battle that is constant and never ending and for some the war becomes too much, the battle is lost and the wounds sustained never heal. No-one can truly know what goes through the mind at that moment when someone decides to end their life but I like to think it is clarity. Finally, a moment of control in an otherwise chaotic world, where the battle is ended on their terms.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 10:04:21 +0000
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