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No matter how much I drank, I still felt empty.
When I reached out, I was killing myself with alcohol—or it was killing me.
I bottled up the pain and the anger until I just couldn’t hold it all in anymore.
I was feeling overwhelmed, and something wasn’t quite right.
I just needed someone who would listen.
When I reached out, I was struggling with my relationship with my mom.
Nobody understood how I identify.
When I reached out, I was struggling with accepting my sexuality.
I was afraid of what my family would think.
When I reached out, I was on the verge of suicide.
My farm was underwater. And I was drowning.
When I reached out, my family farm was failing and there was no upside in sight.
You've got the Black secrecy. You don't say anything. You don't tell family business.
You handle it all in-house.
My baby wasn’t sleeping and I couldn’t get through the day.
I knew having a child would be stressful.
She was in all the pictures, but she wasn’t really there.
When I reached out, my sister’s addiction had taken her away from us.
No matter how much I drank, I still felt empty.
When I reached out, I was killing myself with alcohol—or it was killing me. A close family member had just passed away, and I'd started turning to the bottle for support. I tried to convince myself I had it all under control, but in reality things just kept slipping further out of my control. One morning I woke up after having blacked out the night before. I didn't even know where I was. All I knew was I needed help. Colorado Crisis Services helped me find the rehab and counseling that saved my life. And they'll be there for you, too. So reach out, and get the help that's already waiting for you.
I bottled up the pain and the anger until I just couldn’t hold it all in anymore.
I was feeling overwhelmed, and something wasn’t quite right. I started punching holes in walls and knew that I was being irrational. I needed help for quite a while but didn’t want to reach out to anyone because I was afraid of being judged. I was convinced that someone would call me crazy. I struggled with carrying my load of issues for years. But, once my crisis hit, I knew that I couldn't keep going if I didn’t get help. You cannot be afraid of making the call because that call could be your lifesaver. Colorado Crisis Services doesn’t judge. It’s a resource that can get you through it. They understand.
I just needed someone who would listen.
When I reached out, I was struggling with my relationship with my mom. She and I had always struggled. We'd argue. We'd yell. We'd fight. She hardly ever understood me or agreed with me, but she'd always been the one who'd at least listen to me. Now she wasn't even doing that anymore. Suddenly, the one person I'd always been able to talk to, wasn't talking to me. And I realized my relationship with her was the thing I really needed to talk about. So I called Colorado Crisis Services. I talked for what felt like forever, and they listened. Things with my mom still aren't great, but they're getting better. And thanks to the help I've received through Colorado Crisis Services, I'm getting better too. And if you reach out, so can you.
Nobody understood how I identify.
When I reached out, I was struggling with accepting my sexuality. Ever since I was a kid I knew that I was different. I later figured out I was asexual. I felt isolated, alone, and completely misunderstood. The day I found Colorado Crisis Services, I was in a particularly depressed state of mind. They listened to me. They accepted me. And they helped me start to find true acceptance from the person who mattered most: me. Colorado Crisis Services was there for me when I needed them. And they'll be there for you, too.
I was afraid of what my family would think.
When I reached out, I was on the verge of suicide. For years I struggled with depression. In my culture, depression is seen as something you have to shake off or get over. I was trying to treat it on my own with will power, but it wasn’t working. Thankfully, reaching out to Colorado Crisis Services did. The woman on the phone helped save me from making a really terrible mistake. She saved my life that night. And I'm so glad she did. Everyone needs support at one point or another, and no matter what you're going through, Colorado Crisis Services means you don't have to go through it alone.
My farm was underwater. And I was drowning.
When I reached out, my family farm was failing and there was no upside in sight. When I took over from my father, our farm was booming. But after disastrous floods and commodity prices plummeting, I felt trapped, and my anxiety felt impossible to overcome. I was losing $30,000 a month and suicide invaded every thought. A friend recommended Colorado Crisis Services, and they helped me just in time. Thanks to the professionals at Colorado Crisis Services, I got through to see better days. And so can you.
You've got the Black secrecy. You don't say anything. You don't tell family business.
You handle it all in-house. So, deep down, I knew my family would not be able to face the embarrassment of finding me the help I needed. They watched me struggling. They heard my cries and saw my tears day after day. And no matter what they did, nothing helped. Yet the possibility of facing the shame of someone else knowing that I was experiencing mental health problems stopped them in their tracks. When the sadness and depression became too hard, I thought suicide was the best solution. But, somehow, I found the will to take the first step to save myself. I finally talked with someone who totally understood the pain and helped to start me on my journey to deal with it. That phone call was when I took control of me. And I got there on my own. Colorado Crisis Services supported me when I needed it the most.
My baby wasn’t sleeping and I couldn’t get through the day.
I knew having a child would be stressful. I was ready for that. But I wasn’t ready for the feeling that everything was spinning our of control. My husband’s job demanded long hours, so I was usually on my own. I was overwhelmed, exhausted beyond belief, and had very little support. Even worse, I was starting to resent my own child – and that feeling terrified me. On the verge of breaking, I finally called Colorado Crisis Services. I spoke with a parent who had gone through a surprisingly similar situation to mine, and she walked me through additional steps for getting help. That one simple call has made such a big difference. And it can make a difference for you, too.
She was in all the pictures, but she wasn’t really there.
When I reached out, my sister’s addiction had taken her away from us. She was in her room most of the time, and I’d hardly seen her in months. I’d tried to tell her I was worried, but she never heard me.
After a conversation about her addiction got heated, I started searching for new ways to connect. That’s when I discovered Colorado Crisis Services. They listened, and helped me figure out the next steps that it took to finally reach my sister. Thanks to the professionals at Colorado Crisis Services, my family is back together. And yours can be too.
