My name refers to chances at life... I have not been handling things very well lately, and because of my attempt almost a month ago today with overdose, I was convinced that I would be able to succeed. People (Myself included) believe that people who attempt suicide and don't succeed really do not want to die, but it's a cry out for help. I believe this yes, maybe subconsciously my mind says "Oh yea 64 pills will easily do it..." when really I need way more than that. That is my little insight into suicide, great eh?

Life is cruel. Things are [censored] and people ditch you.

I was forced from my home. What did I do? Naturally reacted badly, lashed out on other people before surcoming to my own desires to die.
This time was much worse. I'm not going to go into details because having people feel sorry for me is not what I come to this site for.

I am not planning on going home for Christmas this year. This would be the first time not going home, why? Because, I've had it with my parents and they won't even let their son come home. I mean [censored] that. Maybe this will make them cut off my money, then I will die God willing.

Ian

PS I only posted because I didn't want you guys to worry. I am not dead. Yet.

Death Calls Us All, How Long We Prolong It Is Our Choice