I Am Tired Of Hiding, Tired Of

There Are Relatively Few Things That Kill People That Are Young Other Than Car Accidents And Suicide.

Love Has, At Its Best, Made The Inherent Sadness Of Life Bearable, And Its Beauty Manifest.

It Is True That I Had Wanted To Die , But That Is Peculiarly Different From Regretting Having Been Born. Overwhelmingly, I Was Enormously Glad To Have Been Born, Grateful For Life, And I Couldn’t Imagine Not Wanting To Pass On Life To Someone Else.

Suicide Carries In Its Aftermath A Level Of Confusion And Devastation That Is, For The Most Part, Beyond Description.

One Of Things So Bad About Depression And Bipolar Disorder Is That If You Don't Have Prior Awareness, You Don't Have Any Idea What Hit You.