What stopped you from killing yourself?
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Pure spite. Deciding that my story doesn’t get to end here despite everything that’s happened. I’m still going to live a long time and things will get better. About three years after the last attempt I fell in love with a good person, wouldn’t give this up for anything, and I’m grateful that he has me. We’re both broken in our own ways and have had partners who had happy lives in comparison, so we’re able to trade stories with the comfort of knowing nothing said could change how we feel about each other. And with five dogs napping around me (I’m watching three of them for someone), if things don’t get better than this then at least I’m trying to forge happy memories and that takes time.