Honestly, nothing's ever really worked real well. I'm mean, writing helps for a bit but after a while I just stare at the page or screen. Listening to music helps, too but I also find that it can't fight off the demons in my head.

The only thing that keeps me from doing something, every time, is staring down at my ring. I twist it, I kiss it and I think about my fiance. When I do this, I remember who I'm still breathing for. "Dying for someone's easy. Living for them...not so much. That's how you know you love them. You keep breathing."