It felt like I have been drowning for too long and finally I was able to reach the shore. And as I lay there, my arms wide open and the sands on my body. I took my first breath. As the air filled my lungs slowly, I felt alive.
Finally the chapter was over, I closed the book and looked up.
They say it's a miracle I survived but it was because of the fire burning within me which refused to go out. And Today I go and meet people around the world telling them the story of how I survived.
Life is a balance between the good and the evil. If there is a positive energy, a negative energy will follow. It only depends on how we perceive everything.
When I woke up I was surrounded by people who loved me. I was welcomed back. The happy tears and the laughter that followed.
It took time for me to recover but with all of them around me I never think of giving up again.
I wrote my story to let you know that you can get through it. It may seem like there's no hope, it may seem like it will take your whole life but you can go through it. You just have to keep fighting and holding on to the people who loves you. And once you become free from your burden, you will feel the bliss.
Yes, I did end my life but dead doesn't mean it's the end. It means you are leaving the part of you that is a baggage to you. Like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon, I survived.
No, My family is broken as ever but the love of my parents for me didn't break. But I had everything. My parents, my best friend and my life.
And that's how I decided to end my life. A blissful life surrounded by the people I love.
The End ~
