I needed someone to give me a hand and understand me, but the very thought of that terrified me. I was silent too long, but now I’m done being invisible.
‘I’m Glad it Didn’t Work’ – When Not to Believe a Suicide Survivor
I told the hospital psychiatrist, ‘I’m fine, I’m glad it didn’t work’, even forcing a smile. I was lying. Luckily, I was sent to a secure psychiatric unit.