So around midnight on Monday night, I had thoughts of suicide, thinking that my financial and unstable work situation is hopeless, and that there's no way out. Like I don't see my life ever getting better. That night, I tried reaching a suicide hotline center but the number didn't work; it just kept ringing, and ringing and not even any voice mail system.
The next morning on Tuesday, I saw my counselor and told him everything and he was surprised that I had thoughts of suicide, as I'm still taking both of my prescriptions regularly. Then that day, I e-mailed my friends and family to let them know what had happened, but that I was feeling better now. I've also talked with a couple of family members on the phone too.
So last night, I stayed up waaaaaay too late, and then sleeping in until 12:30 in afternoon today. When I woke up, then turned my cell phone on, turns out that one of my brothers had tried reaching me three times and by third message, he was sound worried. So as soon as I got dressed, I left him a message even though he was at work, to explain why I had my phone off.
A half hour after I've been up, my mom called me and told me that I gave my family quite a scare when she heard from my brother. So my mom then got hold of the police out here in my area, telling them that I'm depressive and asking them to do a check on me.
Looks like I may be having company soon then, and will be explaining to an officer what actually happened. This shows how much I'm loved, but I was just completely blown away that my mom took such measures so quickly.
The next morning on Tuesday, I saw my counselor and told him everything and he was surprised that I had thoughts of suicide, as I'm still taking both of my prescriptions regularly. Then that day, I e-mailed my friends and family to let them know what had happened, but that I was feeling better now. I've also talked with a couple of family members on the phone too.
So last night, I stayed up waaaaaay too late, and then sleeping in until 12:30 in afternoon today. When I woke up, then turned my cell phone on, turns out that one of my brothers had tried reaching me three times and by third message, he was sound worried. So as soon as I got dressed, I left him a message even though he was at work, to explain why I had my phone off.
A half hour after I've been up, my mom called me and told me that I gave my family quite a scare when she heard from my brother. So my mom then got hold of the police out here in my area, telling them that I'm depressive and asking them to do a check on me.
Looks like I may be having company soon then, and will be explaining to an officer what actually happened. This shows how much I'm loved, but I was just completely blown away that my mom took such measures so quickly.
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