Up until now (it sounds harsh but...) I wouldn't consider my familys feelings when I felt suicidal... it just seemed too hard and I selfishly thought I'm the one that's worst off.
But two nights ago my mum was crying her eyes out and telling me how much she loved me and she wouldnt survive if I did something stupid... that hit me really hard, we cried and held each other for what seemed like hours...
and I know it will still be hard when I feel like 'that', but if I do I'm going to picture my mum doing that again... she's the only person who's helped me through depression and illness, I can't give up on her

molly