I've been in a pretty severe depression lately. I've been having a lot of suicidal thoughts. My psychiatrist is aware and we're communicating openly about it. He made another change to my medication this week and I've promised to hang in there as long as I can to give it a chance to work...if I feel like I can't hang on any longer, I've promised to call him for help.
Probably the only thing that gives me strength to hold on is my daughter. As much as I try to be a good mother, she deserves better than I'm able to give her right now. It's easy to let the distortions in my brain convince me that she'd be better off without me. But I'm also aware of the pain it would cause her to know that I chose death over being with her.
Then there's this morning. On my way home from dropping her off at school I was almost in a head on collision that would have been very severe. Probably life ending. A car traveling in the opposite direction of me was passing vehicles at a high rate of speed (double solid line, on a hill). That car was in my lane, heading straight for me and going so fast. Instinct and driver training kicked in and I swerved off into the ditch on the side of the road to avoid the collision. After seeing me swerve, the truck behind me also swerved off the road. If he hadn't he would have gotten hit by the wrong way driver.
Once the incident was over it occurred to me...I should have just let that head on collision happen. It was a high rate of speed. I drive a tiny little car. Not only would there have been a head on collision but likely the truck behind me wouldn't have realized they needed to get out of the way until it was too late and my car would have been sandwiched between the wrong way driver and the truck behind me. But I'm actually pretty sure just that head on collision would have been fatal, even if the car behind me got out of the way in time and wasn't involved. I don't care how many air bags are in my car, at that rate of speed, there wouldn't have been much of my car left. I could have let it all end this morning. My pain would have been over AND my daughter wouldn't live with the idea that I didn't love her enough to stay alive. A car accident that was caused by another driver would have seemed completely out of my control.
I missed my easy way out of this. I'm so pissed at myself. That's probably not a good thing.
Probably the only thing that gives me strength to hold on is my daughter. As much as I try to be a good mother, she deserves better than I'm able to give her right now. It's easy to let the distortions in my brain convince me that she'd be better off without me. But I'm also aware of the pain it would cause her to know that I chose death over being with her.
Then there's this morning. On my way home from dropping her off at school I was almost in a head on collision that would have been very severe. Probably life ending. A car traveling in the opposite direction of me was passing vehicles at a high rate of speed (double solid line, on a hill). That car was in my lane, heading straight for me and going so fast. Instinct and driver training kicked in and I swerved off into the ditch on the side of the road to avoid the collision. After seeing me swerve, the truck behind me also swerved off the road. If he hadn't he would have gotten hit by the wrong way driver.
Once the incident was over it occurred to me...I should have just let that head on collision happen. It was a high rate of speed. I drive a tiny little car. Not only would there have been a head on collision but likely the truck behind me wouldn't have realized they needed to get out of the way until it was too late and my car would have been sandwiched between the wrong way driver and the truck behind me. But I'm actually pretty sure just that head on collision would have been fatal, even if the car behind me got out of the way in time and wasn't involved. I don't care how many air bags are in my car, at that rate of speed, there wouldn't have been much of my car left. I could have let it all end this morning. My pain would have been over AND my daughter wouldn't live with the idea that I didn't love her enough to stay alive. A car accident that was caused by another driver would have seemed completely out of my control.
I missed my easy way out of this. I'm so pissed at myself. That's probably not a good thing.