Tag Archives: overdose

The real reason why Borderlines avoid the hospital…

Talk to many of us suffering from BPD and you will find, on the whole, we are much happier tending to our own injuries (including stitching ourselves) rather than going to A&E (The Emergency Room for you Americans) and getting it done by a doctor. Personally, there are times for me when I have found […]

Lockdown and another suicide attempt (with note)

I found this post, made a couple of months ago, and locked. Reading through it shows me how far I have come over the past 18 months, how better things really are. Yes, I am worried about my declining mental health, but at least I still have some functionality in my life and am managing […]

The morning after the night before

I am feeling very anxious this morning. I didn’t want to get up, or come out of my room, having one of those days when I don’t want to face the world. I suppose not suprising really, as the last time I saw my Dad he was slamming a door in my face. But, bracing […]

*and breathe* *Triggering*

I have a draw full of Diazepam and I want to take it all. I can’t get rid of my rage right now. I am angry, so angry, I want to cry, I want to be violent!!!!! I can now understand how murders happen. I want to take pills. I think I will. I attempted […]

Suicide – Read this first

If by my posting this article, one life is saved, it will be worth it. Please read – maybe it will save a life. If you are feeling suicidal now, please stop long enough to read this. It will only take about five minutes. I do not want to talk you out of your bad […]

The horse life continued

After I had taken that first overdose after my summer at the farm, a few things happened. Buddy was re-homed to a lady in Wales who was going to attempt to cure him of his navicular using barefoot trimming, which at the time was one of the hardest things I had had to do. I […]

The summer on the farm

Moving to the new yard co-incided with my school summer holidays and as I had nothing better to do, I was asked by Hilary, the manager of the yard, if I wanted to do some casual work for her, in return for board and hay for my horse, which I agreed to. (I have discussed […]