I attempted suicide for an idiot reason and stayed old
I'm a university student in Tokyo.
I jumped off for a stupid reason.
The reason was that I couldn't seem to meet the deadline for the report, so I panicked and jumped off the second floor of the university.
Because of that, I broke both my heel and lower back, and was hospitalized, and as a result, I became an old age.
I originally had depression-like symptoms, but I couldn't refuse a plan I should have declined before the report was due, and I was made to drink an amount of alcohol I had never drunk at a drinking party (it's my fault for not being able to refuse) and went back to my home while being cared for.
The day after that was the deadline for the report, but when I woke up in the morning, I was driven by the bad feeling and bad feeling of being taken care of, and the feeling of “I want to die already, let's jump off,” probably because of the impatience that the report wasn't over, so I headed straight to college without even eating breakfast.
I arrived at the university at around 8 o'clock and tried to jump off the second floor for a while, but I was so scared that I couldn't do it, and I was wandering around. However, as class time approached, a voice saying “jump off quickly” ran through my head, and as a result, I lost my balance and jumped off the 2nd floor.
The moment I jumped off, I thought, “Oh, I made a mistake, what are you doing.” I can't forgive myself for jumping off for such nonsense.
As a result, I was hospitalized for 2 months, and now I can walk a short distance. However, every day I think that I destroyed the body I received from my parents by such silly things, that I would never return to my original healthy body, that I caused trouble to so many people, that I had passed away, and that my head was full of regrets and if it became like this, I wanted it to disappear.
I wish I hadn't met the deadline for the report, but I wasn't able to make that easy choice, got seriously injured and became a year old, and I'm so stupid that I can't forgive myself anymore.
I really can't forgive myself for why I tried to head to the classroom at that time but ran away and stopped.
I've been doing my best not to leave my old age, but I got seriously injured by this and have no idea what to do from now on.
Honestly, I had friends, so I've done it until now, so I don't feel like I can go back to my old university and advance on my own. (It's disgusting to leave it up to others, though)
Right now, I can only think that I want to go back to the past every day, and I'm living a life like an abandoned person at my parents' house.
I'm sorry for the bad article. I would like you to tell me what to do in the future.
