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Ok, so hi ppl.
There will probably be triggers in this story, and I don’t want to hurt anybody so if you have triggers, then I implore you:
DON’T READ THIS!
I am Alex, and part of the reason I’m writing this fic is partly a dare(the fandom) and also because the topic (suicide) is one I take at heart.
I’ve had a friend commit suicide and it broke my heat.
In fact, she has depression and anxiety. She had problems and thought she was a freak. She believed she needed to die and so she tried. SHe did what one might think.
Drowning, choking, strangling, overdosing, cutting, drugs (no not addicted but I wish I tried to stop ), starving myself (now I eat more than the average) and much more that I don’t want to explain.
Sometimes, the feel of blood dripping down my arms is freeing. But also, I know its wrong as told by many teachers when learning, but sometimes it feels like the whole world is against you.
Recently, I’ve been going back onto those methods. Now because of home life I have anxiety/panic attacks. I’ve barely had one in public but I’ve always been so scared that they’d say something.
I have been called a ‘b*tch’, wh**e, t**t and many other words. I took them to hard, almost died when I was in bed, then I had to wake up for school. I have been abused, and I’m not proud of that fact.
Parents should be there to help their kids and nurture them to be their best. Not threaten or slap them. Or mentally abuse their kid.
Or even hurt their kid physically. It breaks me, knowing that there could be a person being abused right now, and can’t get out. Sometimes, because of my parents all I wanted to do was die.
Many people I know take suicide a joke, but they don’t understand why its such a topic needed to be broached carefully.
I understand what may be going in your head, if you have committed any one of the activities above.
If at anytime anyone has felt like committing suicide I want to ask you one thing:
What are your talents and hobbies?
Everyone has talents, sometimes it takes time to figure them out. I’ve been on the brink of dying, but one thing stopped me.
I don’t know what it was, but maybe it was that I had a friend or something else. You can find something worth living for. Trust me, something will come.
I have tried many times that I can’t count.
Don’t joke about suicide, please don’t. All I can say is friend me on discord if you have felt like committing suicide and trust me. It’ll get better. You can find me as
psychoticmusic#2297
Friend me, and trust me I can help you. Vent to me, rant to me. I want to help and on ffnet I have read other Henry Danger suicide fics where Henry commits suicide, but sometimes they say to talk to someone.
It might work for some people, but sometimes there needs to be no string attached.
I will not tell anyone. I want to help anyone. So, if you’re reading this far ‘chapter 1’ I congratulate you. It seems that some people care about this topic.
Its hard to talk about. I find sinking myself into fanfiction, singing, dancing and swimming are ways for me to vent it out.
If you know someone with panic/anxiety attacks (or have them yourself), I will also put some of this in the story.
This is a topic very close to my heart. Please, some may say I care too much but whenever someone becomes my friend I trust them a lot.
And I say this: I give advice. I’ve always given advice to my friends, and everyone who needs it. I don’t care about much, but its my coping method.
So, shall we get on with the story?
Now I know suicide prevention day is 10 September. So this will be set during September.
Also: I’ve always hated author notes, so if I do add one in, it might be of relevance so maybe you should read it.
I might just create a fic for ppl to read so they can understand more deeply about some topics that need to be broached carefully (what do you think?).
Also, If someone from school is reading this. I will hunt you down if you ever decide to tell a teacher about this or anyone we know. I'm dealing with my problems, by myself. I know what I need to do.