The idea of suicide is so simple but the implementation? I never got past to it.if i had then i wouldn’t be writhing this right now.so yuh,Once upon a time,i thought of committing suicide,for how brutal life was to me,for how much i was suffering. everything seemed so unfair and i kept on asking myself -why me?every night i would cry and wet my pillowcase. And i had lost count how many times i had cried alone looking through the balcony, hearing some sad music, all alone. I felt so broken those days,i felt everybody was near me but nobody was with me.i felt like none could drag me out of this...