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Nearly 11 years ago I attempted suicide, and it wasn’t one of those cries for help attempts without any intent behind it. It was silent, no one was told. And it was legitimate. I ingested muriatic acid. To this day, no one knows how I’m still here. I no longer have a stomach or esophagus. I struggle to maintain weight because of it. But I’m here.
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Recently I had some bad news at work, and I posted something on Facebook that “I’m going to get really drunk tonight, or maybe just die”.
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It didn’t even occur to me what that connotation would be to people who knew me and knew my story. That’s how far removed I am from it. It has been 10 plus very hard years, with lots of guilt, lots of memories, lots of physical strife as well because of all of it.
Yet, when I made that post, and it really didn’t click that it could be construed in that way, that’s when I knew that I’ve reached a point where I’m over it. I’m past it. I’m living my current life without a burden of guilt from a past mistake, and the ails of depression. I still have to fight it, it’s a never-ending battle, but I’ve seen the fruits of that battle, I’ve seen that it’s something I can win.
