Everyone thinks that when you contemplate suicide its something that just sparked inside or maybe even short fused in your head for a split second and it was the first time, the moment will fade and the time will pass and all will be pink colored roses right? WRONG. The first time I contemplated suicide I was 12, family life at home was not the greatest. I was the oldest but the black sheep of the family so getting the short end of the stick and being shunned by my mother and step father was done on a regular basis. Who could blame her though. I found […]