The first time I had suicidal thoughts was when I was 8 years old. At the same time I lost all faith in God that I may have had. I knew something was wrong, but being so young I didn’t know exactly what it was. In those days child abuse wasn’t talked about and I never said anything. It was my brother that protected me and kept me safe.  I hung in there. 3 years later: my parents “Legally” disowned my brother and sent him to a foster home. My whole world was shattered. I had a mental breakdown, or my bi-polar disorder kicked into high gear…  […]