A 27 y/o female presented at A&E (accident and emergency) with massive bleeding due to lacerations on her left forearm. No known diseases of past medical history noted, but has presented to her GP several times for cuts/injuries at various part of her body since last few months. She's been taking anti-depressant for a year, otherwise healthy. Non-smoker, drinks socially, doesn't have a job, had problems in a relationship and broke up last year (cause of depression).
On examination, multiple visible scars of previous cuts were noticed on her arms. Suicidal attempt is reported.
I did a bried history taking on the patient before she went into the operation theater. She looked very depressed.
It was the second surgery that I observed this morning, in full scrubs.
Seeing her lying there while being operated, it brought flashes of images from my past. It reminds me of what I did to myself some times ago. For the same reason. I understand what she feels, coz I've gone through it, I can feel her. Call it stupid, call it pathetic, call it whatever you want but I suppose you won't understand if you weren't put in the same shoes.

(Yes, that was my hand, but no, I wasn't trying to kill myself, coz studying anatomy, I knew such cut won't cause death. I was just trying to 'release the burden' I had inside by letting the blood came out)
ALMOST DYING WOULDN'T CHANGE ANYTHING, DYING CHANGES EVERYTHING



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