Few days ago was my second suicide attempt anniversary.
I got sick for one of my exams (which was an important one) and I couldn’t get enough score to pass the exam. My friends were so good to me and they convinced the professor to take another exam from me and she accepted and now I’m really happy. Not because I didn’t fail. I just loved the fact that other students -even the ones I’m not close with- care about me so much and believe in me that they don’t want me to fail only because of my sickness. I mean, recently I kind of feel blessed. It’s the best feeling ever. I feel like my existence isn’t that meaningless after all, I feel I’m able to be productive and happy and have a high quality life. I feel there are people out there that I actually care about. I don’t normally feel this way. It’s wonderful and I wish it lasts. I want this kind of happiness for all the people that feel miserable but deserve to have a good life.