I looked back

I looked back on some of the things I had written and realized that they didn’t apply to the rules of this website.  So I deleted them.  Up to this point, this message doesn’t apply to the rules of this website, so I should delete it.  Until now.  I can not stop thinking about killing myself.  It’s everywhere I turn, everywhere I look.  Eating dinner…stab myself in the jugular with my steak knife.  Riding to work…just swerve in front of the oncoming traffic.  Going to sleep…maybe I should take all my sleeping pills.  I can’t get away from it.