TRUTH

The truth is I think about suicide, A lot. More than others. Before you go about saying I need help answer me this, How do you know that I currently am not? How do you know your brand of help actually will?

I Can't tell everyone about this without being anonymous. This isn't a cry for help, that would not be in the best interests of what I'm trying to accomplish.

This isn't an attempt at seeking more attention. That phrase is what kills those already on the edge.

This is real. I have been here before.

I have tried to change, my inner voices made me strange. I have set the stage for my final performance. selected the playlist of the last songs I will hear. planned for it just like in the movies, but something is stopping me.

could it be the smiles of my wife and son? No I am hurting them with my presence. it's all the laughter that they haven't shared yet. the fickle little things are what prevent most of us.

bills that haven't been paid yet, worrying about whether or not they can afford a funeral right now.

dishes that aren't washed yet, secrets that I haven't shared yet, we haven't cut those ties yet.

to accomplish this we need everyone that loves us to join ranks with those that hate us.

pay attention world because I'm going to attempt to survive a suicide