Dying to know
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Complete, First published Nov 09, 2017
"Right, why I'm here," I interrupted him. "Well, I keep failing, it's getting annoying, to be honest," I sighed.

"You keep failing?" 

"Literally, every time. I've tried so many ways to kill myself and look, I'm still here! How can one be bad at killing themselves?" I asked retorically. 

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Mila knows she's a challenge for her therapist when she tells him she keeps failing to commit suicide. All of her attempts, teach her something valuable, but will it be enough to stop her?
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