The Story of a Bipolar Bear.

triggering.

Every time I wait for the train, I can’t stop thinking of jumping on front of the tracks.

I haven’t been suicidal for a very long time and haven’t attempted since a year and half.

I can’t stand still when it’s coming. 

I lean on the dirty wall.

I can’t stop thinking of those several months when I would go take the train to 34th street three times a week to see my therapist and psychiatrist.

Sit there waiting for a cure to the disease that was slowly killing me alive.

No matter what, waiting for the train will always be a suicidal ideation, even how well I feel…

  1. sherlockable reblogged this from thelefthandedwifeinhiding and added:
    The thought of suicide is like a virus; it burrows deep inside you and hibernates a very long time, long enough that you...
  2. thelefthandedwifeinhiding reblogged this from erikawithac and added:
    same thing. It’s kind...really morbid way.
  3. erikawithac reblogged this from tea-and-misanthropy and added:
    [my commentary here...also going to be suicidal-ideation-y fwiw] I don’t want to reblog...
  4. tea-and-misanthropy reblogged this from thestoryofabipolarbear and added:
    tbh this is something i dealt with literally every...it’s something i still experience...
  5. madwaif said: you’re not alone with those thoughts. just remember that. i’ve been there too :(
  6. thestoryofabipolarbear posted this