I attempted suicide 3 times in the almost a year ago. the first time i attempted and failed was the most guilty i have ever felt in my entire life. I shut away even more than i had before. It only compounded the anxiety and depression I had been facing. 2nd time should'nt really be counted, it was less of an attempt and more of a test. The 3rd and final time, I was ready to go. I had my farewell letter written and I had downed half a bottle of Kraken dark rum. I hesitated and missed my timing. I was on the flight home the same day.

I have since came back to my hometown ( I was studying abroad). I still think about those moments. They have not left me.