Fionn Fael wrote:So, my question is this: Should I wait until I'm more comfortable discussing the situation, or should I tell someone now, while I'm still getting over it? Besides that, who should I tell if I'm so nervous about talking about it with the people I'm close to?
Fionn Fael wrote:Most of you mentioned in your posts that I should discuss this with someone face-to-face. I know that this is definitely something I need to do... But I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm too afraid of what my family and friends would think if they found out the truth. The idea really scares me. I'm sure that whoever I tell, even if it's just one person, will never think of me the same way again. I don't want the people I love the most to think I'm crazy, or constantly depressed, or look at me like I'm some ticking time bomb just waiting to explode.
So, my question is this: Should I wait until I'm more comfortable discussing the situation, or should I tell someone now, while I'm still getting over it? Besides that, who should I tell if I'm so nervous about talking about it with the people I'm close to?
Fionn Fael wrote:Most of you mentioned in your posts that I should discuss this with someone face-to-face. I know that this is definitely something I need to do... But I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm too afraid of what my family and friends would think if they found out the truth. The idea really scares me. I'm sure that whoever I tell, even if it's just one person, will never think of me the same way again. I don't want the people I love the most to think I'm crazy, or constantly depressed, or look at me like I'm some ticking time bomb just waiting to explode.
Mangafanatic wrote:As I read through your thread, I thought of a friend of mine who dealt with despression and even attempted suicide once. When I found out what she had tried to do, I cried. As one who's been on the otherside-- the person who finds out about an attempted suicide-- let me tell you confidently: disappointment is not the response. I did not cry because I was disapopinted. I cried because I loved this person who had tried to harm herself, and I ached because I hated to think of her ever hurting so deeply that the only response she could find was to end it all.
Mangafanatic wrote:Your parents exist to help you as you grow up. They want to help you. Please, I beg you, let them. Self-harm is, in many cases, an addictive pattern. You need people who understand where you've been, because those kinds of tendencies may carry through to your adulthood. You need mature people who are ready to hold you up when you think you're going to hit rock bottom. If I were your parents, I would want desperately for my little girl to tell me the deepest pains in her heart.
ClosetOtaku wrote:I consulted a very close licensed and certified counseling professional (namely, my mom, who has been doing professional counseling for almost 30 years) about your situation specifically. Because you've gone beyond thinking and actually into action (from 'ideation' to 'gesture', in the technical terms), she feels it is imperative that you consult a licensed and certified counselor -- she suggests a Christian counselor who is board certified, you can find them in the Yellow Pages or through organizations such as Focus on the Family -- and contact them directly.
2Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. 4Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. 5If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. 6But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. 7That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; 8he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.
Fionn Fael wrote:I understand that my parents have a right to know, and that they would want to help me through something like this. But now that I've denied multiple times that I did this on purpose, I don't think I can bring myself to confess that I was lying through my teeth the entire time. Every time I stared them straight in the face and said, "No. It was an accident," I was thinking, Now they can never know what really happened. I don't even want to imagine what they will do or say if I tell them the truth.
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