!! CONTENT CONTAINS SUICIDE ATTEMPT !!
I had a dream a week ago that I finally decided to share.
I was in my living room, yawning before picking up a pill bottle and pouring out a whole lot of pills. Suddenly, I heard my mother walking close and I shoved the pill bottle under the couch and hid the capsules in my hand in my pocket. She walked away.
I reached inside my pocket again to try and grab them, but they were gone. I looked under the couch to find the bottle of more pills, but found a gun instead. I grabbed the gun and pointed it at the side of my head, above my ear.
Then I suddenly put the gun back under the couch, as though contemplating how to kill myself. I grabbed the pill bottle that somehow appeared in my hand, and pouring more pills onto my hand.
I ate them all after chugging some water.
I felt lightheaded, then fell over. Suddenly, I woke up-- still in the dream-- and I started sobbing.
Not the type of sad where you'd regret your actions, but one where it didn't work. I was upset my attempt didn't work.
I grabbed the gun and put it in my mouth, then pulled the trigger. But no bullet touched my mouth. Instead, a little iron piece came out, and I ended up digesting it.
Then I fired it again. I heard a loud bang sound and I woke up.
Quite scary, personally.
I'm not suicidal myself, but I know people who are and it panics be that perhaps I'll think of doing it as well.
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