Suicide? Not Today!

A short story about how I backed away from suicide. It's a story of hope! I’ve been planning to end my life on and off for quite a while. I’m actually a little excited, although the enthusiasm is laced with a life-time of grief and sorrow. I can no longer take the pain of living. But first, my story. I was one day away from killing myself when I agreed to go to treatment. One more day and I would not be writing these words. I don’t remember the physical pain of being raped and I can’t imagine it, thankfully. I was 10 the first time. The ripping and tearing of being sodomized by a full-grown male must have been excruciating. Somehow I survived and somehow I didn't hurt my children. But for several years I have planned to kill myself. I almost did!