I Left My House Intending To Jump To My Death. These Are The Words I Needed To Hear Back Then.
Briefly

As I arrived at the location I'd chosen for the jump, my illogical thinking was interrupted by a flash of clarity. My children and I often hiked together to this spot - a sandy patch atop a sandstone cliff blessed with 180-degree views of the coastline... It was where I insisted we stop for 'a moment of Zen' - standing, eyes closed, for a minute, just listening before opening our eyes.
Of course, in retrospect, I realize my thinking was illogical that day: There was no guarantee that I'd die hitting the pylon, surviving a car accident would likely lead me to be a greater burden to my family, and when you are trying to die, you don't need to wait until nighttime to take sleeping pills.
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