Stigma. And Suicide. And Silence.

I have never been actively suicidal, but I have thought about it. I have never wanted to die, but in the past I haven’t cared about living. As I’ve said before, one of the biggest things that stopped me from being actively suicidal was that I didn’t want to be a burden to the people […]

Smiles and Suicide

I said that my last post was one I really struggled with. I think this one might be even harder for me. Apparently, this is the week for me to rip open old scars and talk about the tough shit. I promise my next post will be something more fun, like me almost getting stabbed […]