International Suicide Prevention Day

Today is International Suicide Prevention Day. For around 30 years, I’ve lived with suicidal thoughts. As I get older, it doesn’t get any easier. As I lose friends and loved ones, either through death or my inability to cope with my multipolar/-tism disorders as well as my depression and suicidal feelings, it gets harder. Much harder. Thankfully, however, I have not had to be put in a professional care situation for around 20 years. I doubt this would’ve been possible to achieve without the friends who continue to support me. I love you more than you’ll ever possibly know.

Admitting all this may have just cost my future career. I would like to acknowledge Mr Andrew Robb as an inspiration in ‘coming clean’. I believe suicide kills more Tasmanian males each year than car accidents and that Tasmania has amongst the highest suicide rates in the western world. I think there’s more to be gained by coming clean, than not.

But what has particularly moved me to break my silence was that I would like to publicly thank the friend who spent last night praying over me as I lay in the foetal position with that damned Black Dog nipping around my ankles again. Whilst I may not necessarily have the same belief system as yours, I was humbled by your care. Thank you seems so inadequate for what you’ve done for me, again. Love you. My friend.

 

edit: Yes, I am medicated. Many people with such tendencies are. Interactions with other pharmaceuticals, however, are not always entirely predictable.

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