I bought a Glock19. Went under the bridge on the river at 5 AM. Went into river, about knee deep, so that if the shot won’t kill me, I would still die from drowning, if I fall. Put the gun to my head. Put my finger on the trigger… I couldn’t pull the trigger. Why? I was fearing that I would appear on some medical table with lots of pain. Another fear was, I just didn’t know what would happen after I shoot myself. Would everything become black? Will there be afterlife? You know, I was there alone, and I just felt that if I […]