Push, twist, pull it seem so simple
Push, twist, pull it seems so simple
we all do this everyday
I open bottles all the time except
when it meant the most I failed
I had a date circled on the calendar it was 33 years ago it was both my birthday and the day I planned to escape my pain. I didn’t have anyone to support me my father and mother both hated me. I was there but I wasn’t there if they spoke it was to tell me I had did something wrong or I was not important. They always demand I did things for them. Cut grass / run errands. I’m the one that would clean the place for a party but never got invited to it.
When I looked in the mirror I didn’t like that person he was Gay - ugly - overweight - I was told over and over I was no good a loser so how could I be anything better. I felt alone in a room full of people. I hated my life - I hate me - I wanted it to end.
I started small a pill here a pill there and they added up I thought I had enough to finally ease my pain.
The note only said “I’m sorry I disappointed you” that was it nothing more or less. What could I say at that time I felt like I had let everyone down.
I was ready I woke up on my birthday- no card or cake. I’m an adult it was ok I was full of pain it really didn’t matter after today.
I told my parents I was going to a party, yes a party of one. I drove my car out to a nature preserve I love it there it was so peaceful and calm. I turn on my radio and found some music to listen to as I drift off from my pain. I watch the sunset and thought this was a good day. It was time -
Push, twist, pull it seems so simple all I had to do was open that bottle. I tried with all my might the cap would not budge no matter how hard I tried. Push, twist, pull it seems so simple my hands were shaking and I was getting upset. I had 1 damn job to do and I couldn’t Push, twist, pull and in my rage I took the bottle and thru it out the car window and would you know it busted open all over the ground. I sat there and cried and cried. I stayed there all night and I look in my rear view mirror and in that moment I knew I need help.
I spent 5 years with a Doctor on my problems. I’m finally had to have a talk with my parents before they died. We cleared some air and things got better. I am now ok with my self I have lost the weight and I finally came out of the closet at work and the people I hadn’t told before.
So I sit here thanking my lucky stars that some one, some how I never open that bottle. I have kept this part of my life private and locked away so deep. I didn’t want anyone’s pity I felt so ashamed. I know now I have nothing to be ashamed of.
I didn’t keep the note, I didn’t need it, I burned it the fireplace until it was gone. Those words still haunt me in those times of darkness. I know have thoughts of encouragement and hope so it does get better.
So please if you are reading this and you find yourself in the situation I was in ask for help. There are people that won’t judge you for anything you have done. So it does get better believe me.
I have come to thinking that “why take a permanent solution for a temporary problem”.
Why now you asked I feel it’s time.
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