through the past few years i have gone through depression up and down, but it was around after last spring break did i really concider suicide. I got shot down by a girl i liked (which im glad now that i did), really messed up my ankle, noticed all my friends starting to do heroin, thought for sure i was not able to graduate...i thought so hard about suicide. Although i know i could never go through with it, just thinking about it felt like a good way to get out of here.
I've thought it out and tried. But failed...many times. Now that I have help, and got rid of the very mean ex... I don't think on it much.