Can We Be Real About Suicidal Ideation Please?
On occasions I need to share space with a safe person in order not to die.
The following paragraphs describe the truth about my suicidal ideation.
When I think of killing myself my tethers have broken loose and my lights are out. I am not visited by a spirit; not by the grim reaper, nor melancholy, nor by a medical ghost named “depression”. With my earnest incredulity, my brother in christ, can we stop with the “possession” nonsense already? I am instead overwhelmed by a…