The thought of suicide was comforting, soothing. Whispering to me its sweet escape. An option. I had a way out from this evil, a dying wish. With eyes closed tight, while deep longing despair carved a hole inside my chest. Inside a meaningless world where everything will eventually turn to dust. The Earth itself will crumble. Days, months, years past. I realized that if I followed through with ending this precious gift called life, no one would have known that I didn't want to die. I cling to the precious things now, the things that get me through. Watching a sunrise, another day. I listen to my very alive breath, feel my strong pulse. Although I haven't escaped the clutches of depression, and dark thoughts sometimes creep their way back into my mind, I realize that its OK to not be OK. And now, I'm OK with that.
About the Creator
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Trying to find my place
It Only Took One Minute.......
It only took a minute. I was sitting at the computer in my office when the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and then laid it down my desk as I went to find the student who the call was for. Within seconds I was back at my desk, ready to resume typing, when I heard the student yelling obscenities at me for listening in to his call through the handset that was still lying on the desk. Sick and tired of the lies he was spewing, I was up running down the hall, ready to kill him. By the time I reached him, I had calmed enough not to hurt him, but as I turned back towards my room, I knew that I couldn’t go on like this any longer. The decision was clear. I had to leave.
By Gail Wylie6 days ago in Motivation
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