I was all set to end my life yesterday. Full plan, prepared, letters written etc. CMHT aware, referred to HTT, who came to visit on Thursday and declined to accept me again. I feel like I have just pushed the date back, not changed my mind. Yesterday was a significant date, the anniversary of a friend’s death, that’s why it felt so right to do it that day. I need to die because I am poisoned, contaminated and my blood is infected with evil. No one believes me, and it is so lonely and confusing. A gp has agreed to do a blood test next week, this is what has made me delay my plans. Sorting out my toxic blood would be better than dying, but I don’t know if it is possible. I know my blood is full of dirt, grit and the voices are constant telling me I will poison my son. I don’t want to hurt him, so I have to leave. It’s to save him.
Psychiatrist wants me to increase Risperidone, I know it is an antipsychotic- so for the voices and things, not a blood cleaning medication, so I am not sure why. I will try it for a few days. I feel so lost.
I am very scared. Don’t know how to get through these next few days, I’ve been taking it in tiny chunks and sleeping for about 10 minutes, then waking, repeatedly. And cutting. I’ve had enough. I need to fly, to free them. My CC is on holiday, my GP is off sick, HTT wouldn’t accept me on their caseload (advised the inevitable warm drink and distraction). I know there’s duty cover and 111 but I find talking to strangers so hard. Often it makes things worse rather than helping. I am sorry for blurting it all out here. Maybe mentioning suicidal feelings isn’t allowed? I don’t know. I tried to speak to my mum and she just shut down any difficult emotional discussion. Like it’s not permitted. Banned. Too dangerous.
So, yeah, not doing too good.