In the throes of suicidal ideation I received a phone call from my bank’s risk management unit. Apparently, my debit card number was stolen, and suspicious charges were made in another part of the country that I have never set foot in my entire life. The charges were flagged as suspicious, and when I confirmed that they were not my charges they shut down my account. Sooo … I have to wait until tomorrow to get access to my account again.
In the mean time, I will be going to the grocery store with a credit card. It feels weird to charge groceries. But, I am thankful that it was caught in time, and that my funds are now safe.
I don’t know if it’s in bad taste to point this out, but the whole whoo-ha around this thing sprung me back to life. It’s kind of like I came back to life. When I get that feeling of wanting to die it often feels like it’s not me, especially with the cacophony of voices in my head that tries to compel me to do awful things to myself.
It is so freaking weird how I feel like myself again. Geesh! Is it a blessing my debit card number was compromised?
I have a splitting headache, the kind that I recognize that’s associated with switches. Time to make a green smoothie.
I am glad you didn’t lose you funds and I am thankful you came out of the suicidal ideation! 🙂
sometimes gifts show up in the strangest forms. i’m so relieved you feel better. xo
You handled that fine. Must be hard with those voices, just remember to tell Them that in life everything can happen, including very good things:)
Mirrorgirl’s so right….I’m sure grateful for that there debit card fiasco. huge hug.
It was a blessing. Not only did it not do any lasting harm, but it pulled *you* back to where you needed to be.