Last November this whole thing started. The thought of SI came to me, and stuck. I’ve fought it…alone. I’ve given in, made mistakes, and almost ended it all. I started to SI again this month, this whole month has been nothing but pain. It’s not going to stop. I just want the pain to go away….even as I type this, I feel overwhelmed with sadness and misery. Everyday there’s something, I hate this. Why me? What did I do!