Now that I am on this side of the depression, what I figured out, was as long as I put one foot in front of the other, and breathed in and out 20 times a minute, I was close to the sun than I was to the darkness...and because I kept doing it, I am where I am now.
when my brother killed himself, he ended his ability to look back and say, "wow, glad I didnt do that"....
and if you think no one loves you enough to stay here, think again. You have NO idea what the people left behind go thru. And they go thru it because they do love you... even if its your dog, dammit, stay for them...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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