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I'll tell you guys an embarrassing story but true. I was in my college psych class. We had a guest speaker who was a clinical shrink, who was going to discuss mental disorders. Average class size is about 200 people. So he asked people to raise their hands if they had experienced any of the following afflictions like panic attacks and only one girl out of 200 people raised her hand. So then of course he started asking her questions and I kinda got afraid that she might have one. So when he asked if anyone had depression I raised my hand so she wouldn't feel alone.
Once again out of like 200 people like three of us raised our hands and I was the only one who had attempted suicide. He asked me how I tried to commit suicide. I kinda stared at him and was thinking which time? So he offered me an answer like cutting your wrists and I nodded. Then everyone was staring at me and the people sitting next to me were trying to get a glimpse at my scars. So I pulled my hands into my jacket. Then he said females usually try suicide but rarely succeed. I was tempted to raise my hands and say I almost did with the pills and the gas oven. But didn't. I walked out of there after class standing next to the girl with panic attacks and everyone stared at us like we were freaks. I told her at least we know what are problems are, these fools are all in for a rude awakening eventually.
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