An Intro to the Story

When I was younger, I was affected greatly by various things. I could not manage emotions or information, I couldn’t make sense of things. I had loads of difficulties and was hyper-sensitive to the world around me.

At 17 years old, I had my first suicide attempt. I drank poison.
At 20 years old, I had my second attempt, I spent three hours cutting into my throat to get to the huge artery there.

My poor family. I still deal with feelings of hesitation discussing this as I don’t want to bring up any bad memories for them unnecessarily.

So what happened?
I made a decision to let life lead me when I stopped with the scalpel (yes, I had one). I went to therapy and was happy when I got strategies that improved my life, not just an hour to vent and be asked why I thought that was the case.

And now?
Now I talk about it a lot. To help people, to connect more, to show my darkness as a medal, a badge of honour that if I can make it out, so can anyone.

*of course I am showing such short context here, please don’t assume anything about my opinions from a small post/ short video. Always seek professionals who help you and feel secure for you.

My friend Jimmy was a little surprised and he asked me to talk a bit during his interview on this topic.
(Forgive the toe socks)