About 5 months……..back in December I had been living with my wife for about ten years along with our four dogs. I turned 40 last year and remember congratulating myself on how well my life was going. I was financially stable, was married, had a roof over my head and had four terrific dogs…….in less than a year it was all going to end rather abruptly.
Throughout December, unknown to me, my mental health started to decline. It started with my sleep, I'd get 6 hours a night then down to 4 then 2 then none. My doctor hooked me up with sleeping tablets which took the edge off but they were only prescribed short term and as soon as I stopped taking them I went back to no sleep. Xmas rolls around and I'm not eating or sleeping at this point and I'm constantly dizzy….I remember going outside on Xmas night and lying down in the garden hoping to die from exposure but after a couple of hours I gave up. Alarm bells should have been ringing in my head by this stage but they didn't. Anyway, on Boxing Day I decided to eat my gun, went somewhere I thought would be quiet to do it but it wasn't. So went home, said goodbye to my dogs, texted my wife then put the gun to my head….but I couldn't pull the trigger, I'd beefed it. Next thing the police have arrived, they take my gun away and take me to hospital.
Long story short, my wife kicked me out of the house, claiming I could come back when I'm better so I had to move in with my mum. Wife barely kept in contact with me then she turned up at the house out of the blue to tell me it was over. I was so fucking gutted. Her mum and dog had died a couple of years before and I went out of my way to support her and help her through it. Then when I need help I get fucked out of the house then she cuts me loose. I then discover that she had been ripping me off for the previous ten years.
So yeah, I'm pretty suicidal. I almost ctb a couple of weeks back, had a particularly rough few days so bought a couple of disposable bbq's and intended to gas myself with CO in my car, but I couldn't find anywhere discreet to do it despite driving around for about 2 hours. Probably a good thing as I'd probably have set fire to my car and died in agony. Presently I'm pretty up and down, discovered this site and decided SN would be my way out. I got medically retired from the police a couple of years ago due to degenerative disc disease but recently had to get a part time job to save enough cash to get my own place. I had intended to buy SN on Friday but the clowns I work for didn't pay me so I'm having to wait. It'll break my heart leaving my two dogs behind but, like most people here, I just don't see anything good in my future, just pain, loneliness and hardship. It's bad now but I'm pretty sure it'll get worse and I don't feel like hanging around for that.
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