I know that place you’re in, between the bridge and the water. You jumped, you meant to jump, but as you fell, you were overcome with regret, because just as it is human to want the kind of pain that brought you to this bridge to stop, it is also human to flinch when you see death rushing your way.
This was so eloquently put. I remember the impulsive decision I made to swallow a whole bunch of pills, but once they started making me feel like shit and the reality of what I had done set in, I realized I didn’t want to die. It was one hell of a wake up call. But the sentiment is true: it is indeed survivable. Hell, you survived the suicide attempt to begin with, and that’s gotta be one of the hardest things to overcome. So moving forward is just that much easier.
