A lot of things have happened to me in the past few weeks, and I will post an update soon but before that, I’ve found this relatable.
Approximately 92-95% of suicide attempts end in survival.
I didn’t know this, though, when I tried to end my life almost eight years ago. I’d only ever heard of stories that ended in death or in hospital beds. I’d only ever seen them as a plot twist on a television program or tragedy porn in the news. To me, people who attempted suicide overwhelmingly ended up in the ground, or on occasion in psych wards, but there was never any life to be lived afterward.
There was never a single story that said to me, “You can survive. And then you can truly live.”
Imagine my surprise, then, when I woke up alone, head pounding, room spinning. There was no point of reference. What do you do when you survive? Where do you go? Later that night, I googled “suicide survivor,” but back then everything I found was…
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