“If an adult, undergoing extensive medical treatment for a terminal condition, can choose to end his/her own life at will, why would an adult undergoing daily pain and torment not also deserve that same right?”
an overall great article that made me think a lot about my opinion on this topic….
It was just after Thanksgiving. My head was pounding, and I was freezing as my feet hit the pavement running.
My parents had gone to my grandma’s house for leftover turkey and dressing. I stayed home, eager for the time to myself.
While they were enjoying their family dinner, I took a bottle of Tylenol: 350 capsules. It didn’t help matters much that I had taken a muscle relaxant from my mother’s collection.
I wasn’t suicidal.
I had a migraine from running.
At least, that is the story I told.
By the time my boyfriend found me, my body temperature had dropped, my lips were blue and I was freezing.
I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).
When I was 15, medical professionals tried to tell me that it was “depressive disorder.” Even then, I knew better.
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