i don’t know what i’m doing here. nothing traumatic has ever happened to me. no abuse, no drugs, no alcohol. and yet i have been having suicidal thoughts for nearly seven years now, i think. the earliest time i can remember being this way is sophomore year of high school, i was sitting in english class and instead of listening to lecture was very clearly picturing the medicine cabinet at home. i remember planning exactly when i would do it – had to be when my parents weren’t at home, when it was just me. i didn’t do it because life got in the way. […]