For those who have survived suicide.
Well, I hate my life as usual.  I am glad that I made it through today.  I watched my young daughter sleeping in my lap.  She wiggled about and I studied her quite a bit.  I felt ashamed for her shameful rocky start to life.  I never understood cutting oneself until for what ever reason I did it myself just over a year ago.  I cut my entire leg from the ankle to just above the knee.  I did it over and over until I just decided to stop.  Of course, I was too ashamed to get stiches so I left the larger cuts heal […]