[Done_With_It]

July 21

As many times as I have wished to die, I was never able to follow through with it. I had considered suicide several times, but my life was spared.

It was not until I was actually 'Close to Death' that I realized how precious life is to me. I had a bad reaction to a combination of drugs and rushed to the emergency room in the middle of the night. The professionals there pumped my stomach and then filled it with charcoal to absorb the drugs that were left.

I remember the stern voice of the nurse reminding me to breathe, and I can vaguely recall hearing the doctors discussing their concern that my blood pressure would not stabilize. Even in my dazed state I knew that my life was in danger, and I was terrified.

Something inside me took over; I did not want to die! It took everything inside me to continue breathing, and I made the effort to stay alive.

I view things differently since that close call; My life is valuable to me. There are still days when I feel like giving up. When I get overwhelmed and I just want to die, I share honestly with others who can give me encouragement. I have come too far to give up now!