I have never, ever thought about ending my own life.
Admittedly, there were days that I would have preferred not to participate in but only in the sense that I would rather have stayed in bed than get up and deal with the complete mind explosion that had, at that time, become my life. Not having one of those sorts of days in a long number of months allows me to gain enough perspective to at least see how those days have made me stronger. I may not be far enough removed from them to be exactly sure why they had to happen as they did but I do believe that by getting up and facing those days, it's made a 12 hour workday, a day of laundry and cleaning or a day traveling away from home still seem like a blessing in comparison.
Just keep swimming.
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