While going through old notebooks to declutter, I found a suicide note I had written years ago during a very difficult time.
At first, I was sickened. Reading it through to the end felt strange and somehow shameful. I felt embarrassed I had kept this note as a “just in case I really go through with it” gesture for any confused friends and/or loved ones.
But after rereading, I began to realize the person who wrote the letter is just not who I am now. She was a sad, lonely and scared girl who believed nothing could ever change.Read more on themighty.com