It’s taken me a little over a year to really realize that my suicide attempt wasn’t about losing her. My attempt was because of my actions with her and repercussions threat came from. My attempt was because I had lost everything, my home (not house, home), my pets that mean the world to me and the loss of a relationship with a woman who has stuck by me no matter how much I hurt her. That’s the love I never realized I had.
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The life of someone with bipolar disorder, depression, borderline personality disorder and who knows what else. After losing everything that mattered in my life and a failed attempt at ending my life in 2017 I am trying to piece my life back together and start all over again. These are my ramblings... View all posts by theweightofthedevilinside