I’m actually not. Â That’s the strange thing. Â .
I’ve known I was going to kill myself for over ten years, ever since I was 17. Â Now I am 28.
If anyone has reasons not to die it is me. Â I have a great job with more money than I know what to do with. Â I have two little girls, not yet 5 years old. Â My best friend lives with me. Â My wonderful boyfriend loves me dearly. Â I am healthy and, if not pretty, at least very intelligent and fun to be around.
But I am going to die. Â I have attempted it almost successfully many times before. […]