If my life were a tapestry it would be a vibrant contrast of dark and bright. Amongst the hues would be the bright honeyed yellow of my sweet childhood memories, the timid pomegranate of young love, and the glowing auburn of enduring friendships. But amidst these warm colors you would find one dark obsidian line, one low point that has deeply affected my life. That line represents the night I tried to take my own life. My catastrophe was long forthcoming. I've often thought that if I'd had less strength I would have succeeded long ago; I distinctly remember praying for God to take me when ...
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