(((((((((debbie)))))))))))

I sometimes get that way, yeah. I haven't been suicidal for a while but every so often I still become a little more aware of how fragile I am, how fragile my life is, and it really scares me. They're not comforting thoughts at all. When it happens I try very hard to distract myself -- even if all I can do at the time is count ceiling tiles -- and by pouring all my concentration into anything else, it usually helps those thoughts pass, sort of like ignoring someone who's bothering me until they get the hint and leave me alone.

They're not your thoughts, they're the depression's. Don't let it fool you into thinking anything it says is right or true.