I would not rather say, what I felt today. It was something scary and intense, that made my nerves go insane.
It is something I asked for, To continue the learnings I adore, But, Chaos came into my core. Now I'm breaking down, oh no.
I recall talking to a stranger. I told him what I've done before He was alarmed & disturbed And kept asking about it all day long.
Today, I asked for a favor And kept my pride lower than before My psychological disorder shifted too strong Now, my body's shaking, oh no.
I rather not tell, How badly I felt. How I tried to **** myself On the 24th day of December. How suicide thought possess How PTSD caress. How down I was, regressed.
Because the only thing people see, Is the damaged part of me
Pain wouldn't go away. I told my new workmate about my suicide attempt last December. And he was distrubed by asking if I told the HR about the incident. If I'm fully recovered. I felt discriminated. I felt violated .Whenever I share my life, people were too disturbed that I might not performed well with my work, acads and life. Then, I'm still supported by my family in my education. And asking for a favor especially in monetary issues, is a big no no for me. It triggers my paranoia and I became disturbed. I'm still starting to build my career and my self. Mental illness is something I lived in everyday life. Please try to respect one.