Six years ago my life changed.
Six years ago I had to make a heart-wrenching phone call to my boyfriend.
“I don’t want to live anymore.”
Six years ago I had to finally admit out loud that I wanted to take my own life, that I had spent two hours contemplating swallowing a bottle of pills and ending it all.
Six years ago my life had reached a breaking point; I had hit rock bottom and I didn’t know if I had the strength to get up. Everything hurt despite my heart being numb. Keep Reading!
