I was asked about the why behind the suicidal thoughts. ... I had no idea what triggered them. Could have been a perfect opportunity, or something else. I didn't reach out, partly due to hearing "what can we do to help? " and then the concern in there eyes. I hate asking for help. Tonight when I found myself typing advance directives... well that freaked me out. Mentally I'm not safe. Physical I am safe. No matter were I go.... I can't run away... the thoughts are always with me. Maybe I better draw tonight.
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