Sometimes, like now, I can’t think of any reason to live.

Listen, I had my plan all worked out too. I have been sober for 4 years and was going to find a hotel in a nice area by the beach and drink myself into oblivion for a few days. God I miss the relief of alcohol. And then end it with my chosen method. Then what happens. The day before I planned to leave my dad went into my trunk and found all my suicide shit. Now I am on watch and only go to work and home. I can’t even go to my house because they said they will have me committed again. Listen just hang in there one more night. If I can you can too right!