I really want to hear from teens that are cutting or thinking about suicide or those who used to cut and used to have suicidal thoughts, and how you overcame them. I have someone that is very near and dear to my heart that I very much want to help. All with serious answers please help.
I’m not getting many answers here, but I know you’re out there…but you don’t want everyone to know.
Email me !
First off, you’re right, this is an uncomfortable subject.
When I had this problem and friends around me had this problem, it was all because of emotional reasons. Things weren’t going the way we wanted them to in our lives and it was making us depressed. It built up all this stress that we felt like we couldn’t cope with anymore. Seeing blood and seeing that you can be injured was a way of knowing you’re mortal, you are human. It felt as if you were bleeding yourself of your ailments. Then, the thought of suicide offered an easy way to get out of it all. It was a solution to rid you of all the stress. That way, when everything came out, you wouldn’t have to be around to hear what others are saying and it would all be gone. Most of the cutting and suicidal tendencies that friends and I faced were affected by the way we viewed ourselves in our peers eyes and not the way we viewed ourselves.
When I stopped, it’s because I realized what it was doing to people around me. It was only later on what I realized I was doing to myself. I saw the looks on the other people’s faces when they saw the marks. I noticed the way they reacted when I told them a made-up, impractical story to try to cover it up. It’s when people started talking is when it actually stopped. I woke up to see that others would lose respect for me if they knew I had such a strange problem. I realized that I would always be watched and I could never really do what I wanted to do without being cared for; cradled. And now, when I see the scars, I realize that I lived though whatever I was going through, and now things are better.
To help that person who is dear to you, you need to care for them. I know it’s an obvious answer, but it’s exactly what you have to do. I know that if there was someone out there who told me that I would get through the hard times, I wouldn’t have hurt myself. If someone was by my side telling me that everything gets better and I’ll learn to love my life, I wouldn’t have made so many bad choices. After I went through my problem and got over it, it was time to help my best friend.
My best friend’s step father was on suicide watch with a drinking problem. She’s never met her real father, but she has no respect for him because of the stories she had been told. Her mother was always finding problems with her no matter what she did and she began to drink too. Then my friend, a really good girl, began to drink, cut, and try to end her life. After I was done with my issues, I did for her EXACTLY what I wished someone would have done for me. I stood by her. I took away her opportunities to make bad decisions and replaced them with fun activities that didn’t involve those bad choices. We went to movies, the beach, and just hung out and all the while I told her that life doesn’t have to be the depressing place she sees it as. It can be so much fun as I was showing her, and then she stopped. She saw the truth like I did. She saw that I was there for her.
I hope that all of this helps you. I hope you can understand your dear one’s problems now and have some idea of what they are going through. This firsthand account should be your way of explaining to them exactly what I explained to my best friend and what I wish could have been explained to me much earlier.
"Life goes on and it’s amazing. And I’m glad to know that you’ll always be there proving that to me."
-my best friend
~AdeptChick1
Amber