Hey everyone. Thanks for all your support for the past few weeks. I ended up going into the hospital for 5 days. They switched a few meds around, and things seem to be ok. Yesterday was my 30th Birthday and today my oldest nephew graduated from High School. So, I have been keeping very busy. Now I have Sunday to rest...thank goodness. I can't wait to rest and catch up on sleep.
I just want to thank everyone who thought of me and prayed for me during my time of need. I was really scared that I was going to do something to myself, or really hurt myself. I would lay in bed at night and listen to relaxing music, and all I could think about was a way out, a way to end it all. It was scaring me so bad, that I had to take action, and it was either the hospital or suicide. I choose the hospital this time, I just hope the next time I will be able to keep the thoughts at bay. For now I am doing ok. I have my PTSD moments and I hate them, but am slowly learning from them. I haven't hut myself in a while. I did in the hospital but they didn't notice so nothing was said or done about it.
Thanks again for all your support.
With all my love and support to you all. Huggs

So good to read your message, Jen.

Happy birthday,and I'm so glad that you went to the hospital. People need people in times like this.

I'm so glad that you are doing OK. Please keep reaching out in these times. BF

(((Jen))) You did the right thing in going to the hospital. Glad you checked in with such good news.

Hi Jen. I don’t think we’ve ever met before. We have so much in common besides our names. You’ve done well in going to the hospital and seeking out help. Sometimes that’s the hardest part, realizing you can’t do it alone.


I never thought I would have scars... I was convinced that the little tiny 'cat scratches' I was giving myself weren't going to leave a mark when they healed. I thought that once the scabs healed over, then they'd be gone. It's not true.


The writing is not on the wall... it's on my arm. They are going to be there forever. A permanent reminder of how incredibly painful life can be at times. I hate the way they remind me of things that I don't want to think about.


Don't hate yourself for it Jen. You are a person who feels things more intensely than the general population, and you are a person who is hurting. Be proud of yourself for trying... proud of yourself for getting to the stage where you WANT to try... and be proud of yourself for every self-harm free day that you achieve.


Pain is temporary, but scars are forever Jen. I’m so glad you’ve been able to see through the pain.

((Jen)) what a brave and smart thing you did going to the hospital. And Happy Birthday. 30!!!!! (I just turned 60 and remember 30 like it was yesterday!)

Hey Jen, in case you didn't see, your birthday was remembered! http://neurotalk.psychcentral.com/thread87581.html