Suicide is still an action that takes many lives every year. Alternatives are open for people with this mental disorder when they contemplate this action. The question is how affective are these alternatives. My life has been revolving around suicide for almost five years. Here is my story, one that shows little to no hope on the issue.
             It's truly a feeling that nobody will ever feel or even begin to know how to describe. I would rather be shot in the leg then go through this mental trauma. The feelings of loneliness and abandonment rise from the once tombs and begin to destroy my brain ever so slowly. My will for survival narrows to nothing, and my love for others is more then the love for myself. This is what it is like to be "depressed" and "suicidal".
             Suicide is not wrong. You may say otherwise but until you are I and understand my thoughts and feelings, you have no right to tell me I am wrong. My current dilemma is one demonstrated by the extreme love for another. The attraction for this young woman is greater then any previous attractions. I think of her more than all the time. Time is no instance when I'm thinking of her because it seems eternal. A part of me becomes blissful when I mentally draw her face and remember how high-spirited I am around that indescribable face. Then there is the evil side, the side that eats at me mentally and takes away my will and strength for survival. The mental picture of her exquisiteness is still there but thoughts of cheating, abandonment, and change among others always linger. It is these thoughts that act like a wild fire that has progressed so far the only time you are able to control it is when it has fulfilled its undertaking of destruction. These thoughts to me are no longer thoughts; they have become an evil force placed upon me with no means of eliminating or managing its presence. Suicide lingers in the back like a hunter camoufla...