So, I’ve said
before that when I began hallucinating and made my second suicide attempt in
2009, a number of professionals commented that ‘at this rate’ I wasn’t going to
make it to my nineteenth Birthday (which was just a few months away!). At the
time, my first was “thank goodness for that!” So now, to be celebrating my
birthday and turning thirty-one? Well, it’s a pretty big deal! And I wanted to
publish a post that was just as special and just as important…
WHY I’M
CAREFUL WITH THIS SORT OF THING:
In my life, I’ve learnt a lot of things the hard way, and one of
these lessons in my mental health recovery has been making me more aware of any
advice I give around the topic. I learnt this through one of the other
inpatients in the specialist psychiatric hospital I was in for two and a half
years, asking me what my turning point had been.
In fairness, this girl had become very easily influenced. I mean, when she was admitted to the ward specialising in Personality Disorders, she was the only girl to have absolutely no self-harm scars anywhere on her body. At the time, her method of self-harm was to abuse the medication she was on for a medical condition she had. But, being hospitalised meant that this method was completely taken away from her (and I try to identify with this because my own method was made more difficult too) and so she almost naturally, desperately searched for an alternative coping skill. And I guess that being surrounded by girls who self-harmed in a same, particular way meant that she very quickly and somewhat easily came across the means for doing that. So, by the time my discharge was being discussed, this girl needed plastic surgery on her massively damaging self-harm wounds.




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