Coming up on that date, August 30th, that night last year when I should have (and maybe actually did) die.
I still go back there often not to remember that night but for other reasons unrelated.
So what has happened in a year? I believe I am here for a reason. I found out some people care, some don’t. Overall, I could still be happy leaving this world,, although I have found someone to love, and someone I know loves me, which makes things different in a better way.
Peace to all.
Just a reminder, I should be dead, really, there is no explanation of how I am alive, seriously. It should give some hope here, because I went through with it, yet am here.