“Right now, I feel sane. I know that deep down, I don’t really want to die. I like looking outside at the clouds touching the trees. I like the crisp air in my lungs. I am content being here. But tonight, that could change. Tomorrow, it could change. There’s no telling what will trigger me. What will make me throw in the towel? I know I’m sick. But in those dark moments… I can’t seem to think rationally. Not sane.”
