I tried to commit suicide when I was
seven, then again when I was
nine. It wasn't because I was depressed (though I was) but because I have Tourette's syndrome and OCD.
"Rare complications of Tourette's Disorder include physical injury, such as blindness due to self-inflicted eye injury (from head banging or eye-gouging)..."
It's extremely rare and hard to understand, but I was having tics involving banging my head against the wall, trying to strangle myself with my hands, trying to drown myself, et cetera. I couldn't walk down the street without having an overpowering urge to throw myself in ront of a truck. I didn't want to die, I was fucking terrified.
And I lied in the abortion thread, I was in the psyche ward for repeated attempts to gouge my eye out. I never realised the it was because of my
Tourette's, though. That's the disease they make fun of in Deuce Bigalow, Not Another Teen Movie, and in one
unforgivable incident,
Prairy Home Companion. On NPR. That's right. And of course there's
this cunt.
I shoulda just made a thread in the whining section. :o