Kayla
One day you'll never see me again
- Dec 23, 2024
- 398
So today is May 16th, which means it has been a whole year since I took SN. A whole year since I locked myself in the bathroom with police outside. A whole year since I scooped roughly 7g into a lemon fanta bottle and chugged it. A whole year since I had a cardiac arrest and had CPR for 25 minutes. I've had a lot of time to reflect on that day and the weeks after, and what happened. I still don't 100% know what fully happened that day, but I've found out bits and pieces and continue to discover things. For one, I got taken to the hospital by road when I originally thought they had taken me by air ambulance. The air ambulance was in attendance, and they intubated me at the scene, but they didn't take me to the hospital, which I was surprised at. I have a lot of trauma from what happened and a lot of what-if questions I will never get answers to. When I got discharged from the hospital, I reordered the SN twice. For some reason, the crisis team knew I had ordered it again, and to this day, I don't know how. They only knew about 1 order, so I just gave up a bottle of SN and kept the one they didn't know about. I wish I had never ordered it again, but I can't get rid of it.
If I had died that day, I would have missed out on so many things. Getting my 2 cats, making some great friends on here, going on adventures, getting tattoos, getting tickets to a concert, turning 21, getting my drone licence, getting a brand new pc setup, finally getting the support I deserved, and most importantly, getting my driving licence back. I remember being on that hospital bed and thinking that my life was over, that I would never get my driving licence back, and that I would never recover from the damage I did to myself, but I did, and while it wasn't easy, I pushed through, and here I am today.
On the other hand, if I did die on that day, there are things I would be happy to have missed. Losing a support worker I had for roughly 10 years out of the blue. She sent me a cold text message saying she couldn't see me anymore, and that was that. I almost took the SN over it because it hurt me that deeply. Someone on here also blackmailed me, but I will not go into that. Losing people on here, even if I only knew them for a short time, still cuts deep, and I think about them a lot. I would have been happy to have missed getting a hole cut into my throat, but in the end, it did save my life, so can I be that mad? When I finally got home after the hospital, I found out the people I thought were my "friends" were talking shit about me without even knowing if I was dead or alive. One of them had even received a goodbye note on the 16th, yet still did what they did.
Another thing I need to mention is the amount of invalidation and judgment I have received for sharing my story on here. I really don't need to be asked, "did u not wanna die?" or judgment over how much SN I took. What happened happened, and I can't change it. People are saying that it's because I only took 7g, that's why I "didn't die". I had a cardiac arrest and was dead for 25 minutes while they worked on me. I just didn't stay dead. Or because I didn't fast and didn't take AE or benzos, that's why I lived. None of this is true. The doctors could have called my death at any time. It's not just me who gets invalidated and made to feel like shit; I see it time and time again on other survivors' posts, and it's not fair. Think before you comment.
I live with a lot of survivor's guilt. Seeing people dying left, right, and center because of SN hurts a lot. It should have been me.
Stop giving out SN sources to people, as you don't know who is on the other side of the screen. At some point, there will be no sources left, and I cannot wait for that day.
SN has ruined my life in many ways. I wish I had never touched the stuff.
Lastly, I wanna thank a couple of people. @TomIsNotMyName thank you for being here for me, and I'm so thankful that I was able to help you back in Feb. @Dante_ thank you so much for helping me through tough times. I'm able to speak to you about anything, and for that I'm so grateful. Much love to you both.
If I had died that day, I would have missed out on so many things. Getting my 2 cats, making some great friends on here, going on adventures, getting tattoos, getting tickets to a concert, turning 21, getting my drone licence, getting a brand new pc setup, finally getting the support I deserved, and most importantly, getting my driving licence back. I remember being on that hospital bed and thinking that my life was over, that I would never get my driving licence back, and that I would never recover from the damage I did to myself, but I did, and while it wasn't easy, I pushed through, and here I am today.
On the other hand, if I did die on that day, there are things I would be happy to have missed. Losing a support worker I had for roughly 10 years out of the blue. She sent me a cold text message saying she couldn't see me anymore, and that was that. I almost took the SN over it because it hurt me that deeply. Someone on here also blackmailed me, but I will not go into that. Losing people on here, even if I only knew them for a short time, still cuts deep, and I think about them a lot. I would have been happy to have missed getting a hole cut into my throat, but in the end, it did save my life, so can I be that mad? When I finally got home after the hospital, I found out the people I thought were my "friends" were talking shit about me without even knowing if I was dead or alive. One of them had even received a goodbye note on the 16th, yet still did what they did.
Another thing I need to mention is the amount of invalidation and judgment I have received for sharing my story on here. I really don't need to be asked, "did u not wanna die?" or judgment over how much SN I took. What happened happened, and I can't change it. People are saying that it's because I only took 7g, that's why I "didn't die". I had a cardiac arrest and was dead for 25 minutes while they worked on me. I just didn't stay dead. Or because I didn't fast and didn't take AE or benzos, that's why I lived. None of this is true. The doctors could have called my death at any time. It's not just me who gets invalidated and made to feel like shit; I see it time and time again on other survivors' posts, and it's not fair. Think before you comment.
I live with a lot of survivor's guilt. Seeing people dying left, right, and center because of SN hurts a lot. It should have been me.
Stop giving out SN sources to people, as you don't know who is on the other side of the screen. At some point, there will be no sources left, and I cannot wait for that day.
SN has ruined my life in many ways. I wish I had never touched the stuff.
Lastly, I wanna thank a couple of people. @TomIsNotMyName thank you for being here for me, and I'm so thankful that I was able to help you back in Feb. @Dante_ thank you so much for helping me through tough times. I'm able to speak to you about anything, and for that I'm so grateful. Much love to you both.