There Is A Better Way to Live

Four years ago I was at the very bottom, deeper than I thought I could ever go. Seriously figuring out the easiest, most effective way to kill myself without hurting anyone else. But I didn’t take into account the effect that my dying would have on the people I loved and cared for. Thankfully a well-timed text message stopped my insane train of thought before I could act. And action is the only reason I’m not only alive today, but thriving.