I’ve tried, I really have. All the things you’re supposed to do, that are within my power. I sat at a&e for 6 hours, to speak to the psych liaison. She said I could go home, and someone would contact me to arrange support. I got home to find a police car waiting for me, someone at the hospital told them I’d ‘absconded’. The officer was nice enough, she contacted the hospital and it was confirmed they’d made a mistake. So the neighbours all have something to gossip about. I’m back to where I was with a side dose of humiliation.
Even Samaritans aren’t answering today. I’m not someone who has ever felt able to open up to complete strangers, but it was my last option. And now that’s not. So that’s it. There’s nowhere left for me it feels. I don’t want to fight anymore.