It's a few years later, you're living an amazing life, with your bf/gf or whoever. You two are cuddling and watching American Horror Story and something real scary happens and you kinda jump a lil bit. But your partner holds you tighter, and kisses you. You two then proceed to fall asleep like how you are.
Now imagine almost every other week being like that with your partner.
Don't let assholes ruin your chance of life ever getting better.
Suicide doesn't end the chances of live getting worse, it ends the chance of it ever getting better.
