My girlfriend tried so hard to get me out this misery bubble, but she did not of my suicide thoughts. I kept these thoughts strictly confidential to myself, never hinting anyone about them. It was a pain in heart and soul; it was a pain that left no physical wound on my body; it was a pain that butchered my soul, and it was a pain that could be seen and felt by no one but me. I could not open up about my thoughts to my girlfriend because I knew she would discourage me from suicide. It is easier for people to give lessons of seeing your life as a precious gift, but then, what do they know of your pain? .
