Thanks ladies

Kenna, (god I hope I'm getting your name right! lol, pretty sure!) I spent a long time working on myself, which is why it feels like I am just...kindof done

I will get help...but, the first time I tried to kill myself was when I was 14

It's like over the years, that has always been my way out. And sometimes I read my old diaries and write, and go...my god...I have felt this way for over half of my life now. Despite endless counseling, doctors, meds, etc. I am happy, but I love Mike SO much and truly feel like I have found my soul mate...things have been hard with us, because of his stress, before anyway..now this nightmare of a situation

I am praying our therapy on Wednesday goes well. I have been with a lot of different guys - none of them have been as normal, and as good to me as Mike. As even tempered, without a crazy past. And because he is so not used to anything like what I did (My mom picked me up from the hospital and was just like, Amy, you cannot drink so much! She has become that caloused to this type of thing...but I guess, after over 10 suicide attempts and hospitalizations, ICU, seeing me intubated, nothing surprises her really.) Mike on the other hand is traumatized. It hurt so bad when he said one of his girl friends that I know too was sending him PTSD tests because she is a victim's advocate. He told me that last night. I wouldn't be surprised if he does have PTSD with the way he has responded to this. Apparently not according to the tests. I DO have PTSD from several things...and when i saw that he had been online talking to those girls...it triggered something from my past that I couldn't control, or something. When i confronted him I had a couple of glasses of wine first since I was freaking out...but then next day was procedure, then pain, ER, then finally Saturday night going to his friend's.
His friend that he told (who I like the most) asked him if he had any of the wine we had brought - turned out I had drank the entire bottle - and done some shots. So mixed with my klonopin and the percocet I was on...terrible. Then all hell broke loose. I have NEVER lost it like that before

I wish I could take it all back so badly. I am glad I found his online stuff, and he has stopped..but I told him...it doesn't compare, but I am trusting you to not do that, or meet girls etc...I need you to give me a chance to show you I won't do that again.
He is afraid now that I will try to 'get back at him' for it, and kill myself in his house. Which I would never do. And for some reason, which I still don't understand, he thinks I would hurt him. I have never hurt anyone before in my life. But he said last night that A. because he had to run stoplights to keep me from jumping out of the car, which put us both in danger (I wish he would have just let me out of the car!! Especially now) and then B. Getting back to his house, apparently I ran inside as soon as he opened the garage door, grabbed like 6 knives and put them in the bathroom sink...then for whatever reason was yelling about how I was going to kill myself and it was his fault and he is horrible and I couldn't believe he did that to me, and that if we were pregnant and lost the baby it would be his fault. (He said that hurt him the most, because he was afraid I was going to die and those would be my last words to him. He had laid down on top of me and was trying to pin my arms down, but I somehow managed to plunge the knife down as hard as I could into my side...and he was expecting in a minute to feel my blood running out everywhere) and last night he just replayed how he was trying to figure out how to get me downstairs so he could get his cell phone and call 911...and that if he carried me I would still be trying to hurt myself, so he was going to put me in a sleeper hold and then the police showed up.
I am still appalled that I did that. I know that I knew I wasn't pregnant, we missed ever key day (hit every other day up until that) I think i was trying to be dramatic. Then he said he was scared that since we were both in our underwear when the police came, and they had him get on his knees and put his hands behind his head, that he was going to get tazed and shit/piss himself in front of everyone.
Clearly he is very traumatized. I didn't realize or expect that he was so SCARED of ME hurting HIM. Last night I was really struggling, after we saw each other and he could barely make himself kiss me...and then he chose tokyo joe's to go of all places, so they closed 45 minutes after getting there. And I was running a few minutes late, and he already finished eating when I got there. I hadn't eaten all day, but told him I didn't want anything.
Anyway, so I was texting him, because everyone at my house was in bed...I asked if I could come over there, because I was scared. Said that I wouldn't even touch him, would just sleep. He said he wasn't ready for that. Which killed me. I'm so glad I was out of money and was exhausted from crying last night, or I might have done something stupid. Given how bad I felt last night though, I am so scared that Wednesday will be bad. Then my Mom is going out of town May 5-11th...which leaves me with this perfect window of opportunity to not be bothered or saved. It scares me.
I Have never felt this way before. Where someone is afraid I might hurt them...he said logically he knows that but fear isn't logical. I mean I feel bad when I step on bugs. I could never hurt another person. And that is the main reason he can't see me.
I asked if things went well on Wednesday if I could stay over that night...he said if he feels comfortable, yes. I doubt he will though. And if doesn't go very well, which I hope that isn't the case...
I don't know. I'm babbling now. Just trying to make sense of it all.
I am really happy with Mike...i feel like he is the one. I haven' ever felt like that before.
And thank you confuzion...I appreciate that. I guess it is partially self worth..and a LOT just old habits and having been depressed for SO long. I don't know. I really, really, really, want to have a family...And it makes me sad that I don't...and now might lose the person I've been waiting for for years, to have a family with, get married, all of that stuff. Every time i go through something really really hard - it builds up and build up.
Aside from the various forms of abuse from my dad when I was little...i went from that to meeting a guy on the internet when i was 14, he was 23...molested me and tried to kidnap me and take naked pictures...I got away, and ran like hell and locked my door...this was at 2 am, snuck out so my mom didn't know...next day at school i broke down about it and couldn't stop crying...then a friend got me to tell a counselor...which turned into police at the school, he was arrested...But then every day I couldn't stop crying, and my parents were mad at me..grounded me..took away everything....the news and papers ran the story..so pretty soon everyone figured out that the freshman girl at Arapahoe high school was me, the one crying constantly...so they started calling me a slut. So, after a month of that, and my fellow cheerleaders shunning me...I tried to kill myself by taking a box of otc sleeping pills...i didn't know any better.
Well, I started seeing shadows and hallucinating and thought I was going to hell, so I called my mom. Ended up in ICU.
Next 2 times I was 16 and 17....then 21, 21, 23, 25, 27, 27, 28 - and if you count this, which i don't, 28. With lots of times I would OD, go to bed, wake up and just do nothing.
I don't know what counseling or anything is going to keep me from stopping what keeps pulling me towards it.
I'm happy when I am with Mike

And the thought of us having a family makes me happy. And I am happy at work...and with everything..I really just don't know if I can handle another loss.
I know half of this message made no sense, sorry ladies. I appreciate you all letting me get it out here

I can't talk to anyone else really and my best friend freaks out when I tell her stuff like this, and my mom just says I did it to myself. And of course Mike would just get more scared. I don't want to make him feel stuck or anything.
Anyway, love you all.

Want this day to be over...so tired
