I think most of us here have a lot in common. Details might be different from situation to situation, but at the core there are a lot of similarities.
Some here have a reason to live, and I think that is great. Some, like me, don’t. And that sucks.
But, for most of us in that second group, we have another thing in common. There is that one thing that could change that.
For me that one thing is quite simple. If only if she would just be my friend again. Not asking for anything more than that. Just friendship.
Even if the possibility of getting back together wouldn’t be an option. Even if it had to be a secret. Even if it was communicating just once a week. I would gladly take it. Beggers can’t be choosers.
Maybe even if one of the kids wanted to communicate. That would certainly be enough for me. Any connection with them would be enough.
Sure, the pain and despair would still be there. But I would have a reason to live again. I would have my will to live back intact.
And that would be enough to fend off my suicidal thoughts. Because without that, it’s just a matter of time before I succeed.