I had my first suicidal thought in over six years two days ago.
The scariest part of all is that I subconsciously acted on said suicide thought two days ago. Two loratabs in under 4 hours and I was reaching for the third. I realized that I was dying and immediately began to call my friends whom I hadn't spoken to in a long time. My best friend, Kyo, made me stay awake with her and I was slowly starting to lose my grip on reality.
I almost died ... I could feel myself crossing that threshold.
... then, I promptly threw up.
I felt a little bit better afterward and realized that my reason for wanting to die was actually ... kinda stupid.
I mean, is that person really worth ending my life over? Do they even deserve such recognition for being able to have that strong of a hold on my spirit?
No. They aren't.
No. They don't.