Do these pictures look like somebody that is suffering from Mental Illness? Just gpes to show you can’t judge a book by it’s cover.
I started this blog because I feel mental illness needs to be talked about and that is not something people should be ashamed of. I am here to help, listen, and give advice if needed. I know you may not believe me now, but it really does get better. I now know that my life has a purpose and God has led me to this. Please let me help you and help you make life worth living.
My mental illness started when I was probably about 13 years old. My mom knew that there was something different about me one day. She asked me if I was ok and I told her I am not sure. I just knew that I wanted to be left alone. I didn’t have a very high opinion about myself. So I started writing and that became my salvation for awhile, but when that I wasn’t working anymore I decided to try to kill myself. I was tired of feeling so lonely and thinking that people didn’t really care if lived or died. So one morning before school started I took a knife from the kitchen and took it to the bathroom. I then started to cut my wrist. I remember so vividly the pain that I was in and how much blood was on the floor. I then fell to the floor hitting my head on the counter. My mom heard me fall in the bathroom and came to see if I was ok. Since I didn’t respond she opened the door and found me lying on the floor with blood pouring out of my wrist. She called 911 and I was rushed to the hospital. I should’ve have been hospitalized then, but since my dad was in the military the incident was never spoke of in my family again. I wish they would have gotten me help back then, but they didn’t. I would go on to try to committ suicide a total of four more times.
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