The End of the Rainbow.

That’s right, ladies and germs, I’m back.

I really apologize for not submitting anything lately, I know how much you guys just LOVE my articles. ^.^

Anyway. I guess I should tell you.

You all know about _______ dying. “In Loving Memory Of”. Well, 2 Saturdays ago, I found out that ANOTHER really good friend died. It was just too much for me. I had a complete “meltdown” as my mum likes to call them. I was seriously going to end it all.

But, I made a desicion, perhaps it was the right one, perhaps not, but I made it anyway. I asked my mother to call the psychatric hospital in which I had stayed before. I was losing it. They took away my jewelry, my books (Apperantly Poppy Z. Brite is NOT to their liking, damn them.) I was basically only allowed to keep my clothes and my notebooks, and I had to ask for them, couldn’t leave the main room with them. The first three days were the hardest. I figured out a long time ago how to throw myself into a panic attack, whenever I wanted it. I politely asked them to call my mum for me, and they refused. They said the only way they would call my mum was if I had to go to a normal hospital and was dying. So I threw myself into literally hundreds of panic attacks over the course of 3 days. I told them, fine, if that was what it would take, I would just slit my f*cking wrists, and end up the hospital. Maybe THEN they would call her. That just made them keep me on Q15 and made them watch me even more then they usually do. And of course, still no contact with mom. After awhile, I realized I wouldn’t get anywhere if I didn’t stop. So I ended my panic attacks and concentrated on getting better. I was in there 10 days, damn lucky they didn’t send me to the 3-6 month unit. But, I was lucky. Damn f*cking lucky. Anyway, I just wanted to let you guys know that I am back and moving. (Some, I caught a cold from one of the other patients, and it’s gotten worse.) I look forward to hearing from you guys. It’s great to be back. Love, SiLver

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By XPrincessTwiggyX

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4 comments

  1. Hey there!!!
    It is I your best freind =)). I know how you feel, I was in a psychiatric hospital when I was 12 until I was 14. Yep 3 freaking years!!! Why so long? I attemted suicide so many times they never trusted me to leave. I was there because well you know how my mom treats me so I was there a long time. I hated it but later I found peace. I got to see my mom every two weeks or so. I was not allowed to watch television for a month once beacause I tried to slit my wrists and hang myself. I am glad that my attempts did not work. I feel better knowing that I am alive. I am sorry about your cold, I hope you get well. It is great to have you back =). Love you too sweetie, you better go to my wedding Tim and I want you to be there, in fact I will invite everyone on this messageboard if they wish =).

  2. It may sound corny, but I am glad you didn’t suceed. For if you had I would have to find a way to kill you.
    Yup, don’t worry… the “best years of your life” won’t last forever, eventually we’ll join the ranks of the others who have survived…

  3. I am sorry to hear about your friend. I know how it feels. One of my really good friends was murdered, at the age of 15, in late Febuary. We go through tough times in our life but we must learn to deal with them in our own way. I think checking your self in was a good way for you to handle all the stress and emotions. I am new to the darksites, but i will listen if you need some one to

    mistress_x_

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