“I began walking onto the bridge, passing a sign that held the suicide prevention lifeline number on it. ‘They can’t help me,’ I thought.”
‘I got out of bed, got dressed, and left my apartment with no intentions of ever returning. I then pulled out my phone to request an Uber to a bridge in my area.’
‘She didn’t pick up. I left a message telling her I needed to talk to her. The cops yelled we couldn’t be there.’: Mom loses battle with depression, dies by suicide
“One day she stopped talking. My friend had just been murdered so I was crying hysterically in my house. She couldn’t even comfort me. She didn’t have it in her. She had no energy to feel, to move or to talk. I kissed her goodbye and told her I loved her. That night, I started shaking uncontrollably and a horrible feeling overcame me all at once.”
‘Everything was changing. But it was grief that brought us together.’: Widows fall in love after losing spouses to tragedies, now a beautiful ‘blended family of 8’
“After my wife’s death, I got so many cards, letters, texts. But this one stopped me cold. The name brought a story so heavy, so dark, it was hard to believe she actually lived it. Knowing her story, you’d expect this sad, fearful person. It didn’t take me long to realize she was anything but. She was a beautiful girl with beautiful scars. And, suddenly, I wasn’t alone. The connection was effortless, natural, and deep. She gave me hope.”
‘How did I not see the signs? We made it to the children’s psych ward. I wanted to kiss the boo boos away, but I couldn’t.’: In the wake of 12-year-old daughter’s ‘suicide plan,’ mom says we can’t be ‘the perfect parent’ no matter how hard we try
“The doctor comes in. ‘Can I speak with you in private?’ I feel on the verge of a panic attack, but I simply smile and follow her to the nurse’s station. ‘So, what do you feel is going on?’ I explain the events of the phone call from school. She says, ‘We have no choice but to admit your daughter. She has a clear plan to commit suicide.’ My stomach is in knots.”
‘Our marriage was over. I found out things about him that left me devastated. I was raised in a home where divorce didn’t happen.’: Mom overcomes divorce and alcoholism with 2 years of sobriety
“I called a guy on the phone. He was like, ‘are you drunk?’ I said, ‘no,’ and my friends started laughing. Here I was, 24 years old, single mom of 2 boys and working 2 jobs. I was hurting and every chance I got I went to bars and drank more than I should have. I was in self-destruct mode.”
‘This is me as a patient in a psychiatric ward for mother’s with mental health issues with my baby because I was suicidal.’
“Postnatal depression isn’t always looking depressed. I never looked depressed…not once.”
‘My mother committed suicide the summer before I turned fifteen. The pain was too much to face, so I tried burying it.’
“I began experiencing crippling panic attacks. I started drinking heavily. I had fallen into a deep depression. I didn’t have any coping skills, and ended up turning to food.”
‘I hit rock bottom at 18 years old. I was paralyzed. I had no motivation, no direction, no hope. I had to set myself free.’
“There were many nights I would break down and think about giving up on life. I had to go back home for my sanity because at least my parents were there. They have always been accepting, and having that reassurance saved my life.”
‘I was an emotional blob who couldn’t peel myself off my couch’: After miscarriages, postpartum depression, mom loses 100 pounds ‘not for wife me, not mom me, but ME’
“During my depression, at its worst, I was sure I would be on an episode of ‘My 600-lb Life’ by the time I was 35. I am so glad I made a U-Turn in the right direction and I have made the changes to be a better me, wife, and mother.”
‘No, this can’t be happening. This can’t be real!’ My son hung himself. Never would I have thought suicide would cross his mind.’: Mom’s powerful plea after 10-year-old attempts suicide
“She went to open the door, but it was locked. I will never forget the way she screamed. My heart jumped in my throat. He was dark purple, on his knees leaning forwards. ‘My baby boy is gone!,’ I screamed. My mom had gotten him to breathe again, but he was struggling. I should have seen these warning signs, I should have known, but I didn’t!”
