September, Suicide Awareness Month
Trigger Warning!!! Talks of self harm and thoughts and attempt of suicide. I sat there on the floor with my back against my bed. A knife I took from the kitchen held to my wrist. I held it there. Trying to talk myself into finally making that cut. I had written the notes so many times to my family. Saying how hard my life was. *ring ring* I am rather annoyed that the phone is ringing. I pick it up and I answer it. It was my friend System. He could sense I was not ok and called me. I dropped the knife and began to cry. Told him everything about what had led up to that moment. I was about 14 years old. Over a course of a couple of years from 13-15. Maybe a little bit later I would attempt that a total of three times. A couple of times I’d begin the cut and the phone would ring. Each time it was System calling to check on me. Each time, he talked me out of it. We are both well into our 40s. Each year I try to message him thanking him for saving me. If he...