I don’t remember how many times I tried to kill myself. I don’t know about everyone else, but my attempts were never a “cry for help.” I am a person of action: when I decide to do something, I don’t waste time calling people making threats; I do it. I’m 39 now. I know it’s kind of twisted, but you have to understand my personality: i’m quite anal-retentive, perfectionistic, and I have obsessive/compulsive disorder. There is one attempt that I call “my favorite suicide attempt,” when I came closest. I was married to my husband at the time. I closed myself in my bedroom, […]