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Trig Jan 06, 2019 at 04:10 AM
 
"All of life is a coming home. Salesmen, secretaries, coal miners, beekeepers, sword swallowers, all of us. All the restless hearts of the world, all trying to find a way home. It's hard to describe what I felt like then. Picture yourself walking for days in the driving snow; you don't even know you're walking in circles. The heaviness of your legs in the drifts, your shouts disappearing into the wind. How small you can feel, and how far away home can be."

On the 6th of January 2011, I let the darkness of the world overwhelm me. To the point that I didn't want to be here anymore. So, I did the unthinkable and made the attempt to leave this world... What saved me was a short time later, it hit me what I had done. And I realized that I really didn't want to leave this world. I wanted to stay in it. So I moved quickly into my parent's room. Immediately we were rushing to the ER, and I don't remember that car ride at all. That entire experience, all of the parts that I remember, is still to this day one of the scariest times in my life.

When I became more alert and actually knew what was going on, the doctor on my case came to visit me, and the sentence he said made me realize how close I came to death. He told me if I hadn’t gotten to the ER when I did, I wouldn’t have made it…I would have died the next morning. The next few days were a blur of IVs, doctors coming and going, and constant blood draws vitals and the noises of the machines. The one thing that really sticks in my mind was watching my heart monitor going from very slow and speeding up within minutes, and then jumping back down. I felt so scared. If I hadn't gotten to the hospital when I did, I wouldn't be here now. After I was well enough physically, I was moved up to the psychiatric ward. Now that in and of itself is pretty terrifying. I still was physically recovering from my overdose so that made more work for me; since it wasn't only my mind that needed the help.

That experience truly changed my life. And the one thing that I will always remember, years later, is that it wasn't the doctors and the staff that really helped me. But the other patients, hearing their experiences, and hearing their coping skills. And realizing that I wasn't alone, that I could fight this.
I consider myself extremely lucky to have survived my attempt and to have experienced so many wonderful things since then. I hope to never sink that low again, but I have a wonderful support system. Filled with amazing friends, amazing family, a husband that I can't imagine life without; and my wonderful son. I have experienced so much in my life, and have had many adventures. And I have so much more to do and see.

To anyone that is struggling tonight, you are here for a reason. Things may be tough, but you can get through it. Talk to your friends and your family. Talk to anyone you trust. Don't give up. Giving up isn't the answer, never will be. Please take my experience and learn from it.

Always say ''I love you''. You never know when it'll be the last time. Never give up.



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