I started to think about committing suicide during my sophomore year of high school. At times I am glad I did not commit suicide and there are times I wished I had committed suicide.
       The plan to commit suicide ran through my head every night. I would lay on my bed and think it through. My plan was to become drunk then point my father’s gun to my head and pull the trigger. Since we lived on a lake I often thought about my body falling into the lake after shooting myself. I never attempted suicide, but I thought about it. I still think about commiting suicide.
       Not lately, […]