My suicide D-Day was the 19th. It’s the 21st, and I’m alive, cuddling with my cat, and baking a cake just for myself. Pretty proud.

(18F) First ever comment (idk if this format is right) my D-day was October 6th 2014 and here I still am 6 years later. I’m still battling negative and suicidal thoughts, especially recently, but I am so grateful that I’m here (though nothings good I know it will be in the long run), I hope anyone that has these feelings can talk to someone or get help because it is so worth it. I’m happy that the OP is here because it gets better, slowly, but it does. My outlook is that life doesn’t have to be ‘perfect’ but the little things are worth living for, like laughing or good food or even a friendly stranger, or a nice bath, or watching the seasons change.

You don’t have to be a worldly significant person or even get out of bed everyday but waking up every morning is a step. Keeping going is good, any small thing like just showering or eating is an accomplishment and is worth being here for. Ultimately the little things make everything worth living for be that a naive outlook or not. In ten years time everything will be different to now so let’s just see what can happen.

I just wanted to share my experience and say my DM is open to anyone at any time.

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