Jeanine Norris
Bronze Member
My bestfriend was within 10 mins from dying in my arms last June from a drug overdose (I don't do that kinda stuff so he hid it from me and I had no idea). With me and another friends help, we helped him and he lived. 2 and a half months later, he tries to hang himself and that's when I completely lost it.
Every single day I felt anxious, like if I wasn't there, that he would try to kill himself if I was at work. As time progressed, he got better and now in a happy relationship with another female (I, myself am a female). He didn't treat me the greatest. In a way like if I'd call, he would roll his eyes sort of deal...like fineeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I guesss I'll hang out with you like I'm annoying him. After some time, I realized after all I did for him. I felt I deserved to be treated better and appreciated for all the sacrifices I made to make sure I was there for my friend in need.
I might add, he has been homeless and I took him in and MANY occasions. He was intubated on life support for 12 days and he was only 24 at the time. It broke my heart to see him like that. You feel so helpless and so afraid. Anxiety and fear took over me. I thought for 7 days that he would die. No nurses gave any positive feedback and I work in a hospital myself, so if there was any type of good news. They will tell it. I was so scared.
Now that time has passed, he is much better which I'm super happy for, we had a falling out when I finally stood up for myself and made me out to be this psycho and crazy person. Like I magically woke up that day and thought that. His sister, mother of his child, a mutual friend of ours, my parents, my brother, my other bestfriend and another good friend all saw how he treated me. I was hoping after a couple of days or weeks, he would try to contact me to end it...its been 3 and a half months and I haven't seen or talked to him. Now, I just feel completely abandoned.
The one person in my life I'd do anything for, even die....wants nothing to do with me anymore. My heart, is completely torn. Words can't describe how it makes me feel. I never thought something that scary would happen to me, and so fast. I live a boring life. Then one day have it completely turned my life upside down.
I'm a mess. I feel so unwanted, unappreciated, devasted. After all that I have been threw at the hands of my friend trying to commit suicide, he ruined my life. I think about how I felt those 12 days every single day. I don't know who to turn to or talk to about this because its one of those things you have to experience in order to understand how it really feels. I've been told over and over by my family and friends to 'just get over it"...and it makes me even more sad. The way I felt, was horrible. and I still feel that way. I saved his life and now he hates me.
I miss my friend, I want to reach out...but he won't respond so whats the point. I need help to deal with this. i don't wanna kill myself or nothing, but I feel so low and so alone in this. I was the only one that's still around that was there when it happened, but they were there at the hospital. I'm just mad that he put me threw all of this mind f-ing, this was all his fault....and now that I finally stand up for myself, I'm the villain.
I'm a very nice and generous person and that's what got me there in the first place of us being friends. I would do anything for anyone, especially if it was their health. I'm kind and want nothing bad to happen to anyone, even if I hated you. I just don't know how to deal and move on.......its killing me inside.
Every single day I felt anxious, like if I wasn't there, that he would try to kill himself if I was at work. As time progressed, he got better and now in a happy relationship with another female (I, myself am a female). He didn't treat me the greatest. In a way like if I'd call, he would roll his eyes sort of deal...like fineeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I guesss I'll hang out with you like I'm annoying him. After some time, I realized after all I did for him. I felt I deserved to be treated better and appreciated for all the sacrifices I made to make sure I was there for my friend in need.
I might add, he has been homeless and I took him in and MANY occasions. He was intubated on life support for 12 days and he was only 24 at the time. It broke my heart to see him like that. You feel so helpless and so afraid. Anxiety and fear took over me. I thought for 7 days that he would die. No nurses gave any positive feedback and I work in a hospital myself, so if there was any type of good news. They will tell it. I was so scared.
Now that time has passed, he is much better which I'm super happy for, we had a falling out when I finally stood up for myself and made me out to be this psycho and crazy person. Like I magically woke up that day and thought that. His sister, mother of his child, a mutual friend of ours, my parents, my brother, my other bestfriend and another good friend all saw how he treated me. I was hoping after a couple of days or weeks, he would try to contact me to end it...its been 3 and a half months and I haven't seen or talked to him. Now, I just feel completely abandoned.
The one person in my life I'd do anything for, even die....wants nothing to do with me anymore. My heart, is completely torn. Words can't describe how it makes me feel. I never thought something that scary would happen to me, and so fast. I live a boring life. Then one day have it completely turned my life upside down.
I'm a mess. I feel so unwanted, unappreciated, devasted. After all that I have been threw at the hands of my friend trying to commit suicide, he ruined my life. I think about how I felt those 12 days every single day. I don't know who to turn to or talk to about this because its one of those things you have to experience in order to understand how it really feels. I've been told over and over by my family and friends to 'just get over it"...and it makes me even more sad. The way I felt, was horrible. and I still feel that way. I saved his life and now he hates me.
I miss my friend, I want to reach out...but he won't respond so whats the point. I need help to deal with this. i don't wanna kill myself or nothing, but I feel so low and so alone in this. I was the only one that's still around that was there when it happened, but they were there at the hospital. I'm just mad that he put me threw all of this mind f-ing, this was all his fault....and now that I finally stand up for myself, I'm the villain.
I'm a very nice and generous person and that's what got me there in the first place of us being friends. I would do anything for anyone, especially if it was their health. I'm kind and want nothing bad to happen to anyone, even if I hated you. I just don't know how to deal and move on.......its killing me inside.
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