Extremely depressed, suicidal, tried once and probably would of tried again. Had no hope every day was torture and cried almost every day. Was a shut in, in fact I think I was dead, just cause what I'm doing is not living at all.

Now I'm hopeful. Suicidal ideations are gone for the most part. I do smile but still not enjoying life as I would like. I'm on the verge of being financially set. Which means I can go out more and have tons of activities planned for next month. As my "Phoenix rising" tattoo I'm reborn.