I’ve thought about suicide more than a normal person should. I’m so weak that I can’t even handle the smallest problems in my life without considering driving my car off a cliff. On countless occasions I’ve prayed to be put in a fatal car accident so I wouldn’t have to deal with my life or do the killing myself. And I have a pretty good life too; I know I shouldn’t be complaining. But the constant worrying and anxiety I feel everyday has me exhausted. I even held a knife to my stomach the other day, yearning to feel it slice my insides. But I didn’t do it. I just couldn’t. Given the right opportunity, and the courage most importantly, I really would like to just end my life here. I make jokes about it all the time…no one’s been able to tell how serious I am about it though. Honestly, I’m not important; just another face in the crowd. I simply don’t care enough to live.