And yeah, it's hard for me to picture the other side, as well. She's not doing it to hurt you. If she's anything like me, then it would be hard for her to understand why it would hurt you. All you can see is your own pain. You can't see the people who love you.
I remember talking to my cousin and I'd told him about the cutting and that I'd even thought about suicide on occasion and he told me that my mom would never recover. And that's... hard to believe. Even after seeing the facts on what happens to families after a suicide, it's hard to believe that the people you know care so much. You can understand it intellectually, but emotionally, it makes no sense at all. Why on earth would they care so much about this person that you have so little respect for?
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And yeah, it's hard for me to picture the other side, as well. She's not doing it to hurt you. If she's anything like me, then it would be hard for her to understand why it would hurt you. All you can see is your own pain. You can't see the people who love you.
I remember talking to my cousin and I'd told him about the cutting and that I'd even thought about suicide on occasion and he told me that my mom would never recover. And that's... hard to believe. Even after seeing the facts on what happens to families after a suicide, it's hard to believe that the people you know care so much. You can understand it intellectually, but emotionally, it makes no sense at all. Why on earth would they care so much about this person that you have so little respect for?