Suicide note

Two years ago today, I tried to take my own life by slicing into the arteries in my wrists.
I would've died, had it not been for my sister walking in my room and finding me in the act.
She saved my life and I will be forever grateful for that.
I was tired of all the hate and judgement that I'd been receiving from so many people because of my sexuality, so I made the decision to commit suicide.
I was severely depressed and not in my right mind.
With the help of family and friends, and a whole lotta therapy, I'm doing a lot better today.
I'm very happy to be alive.

This is the note I had sitting on the floor beside me that I wanted my family to read when they found me.
If anyone reads this and they're going through a rough time, just please know that suicide is never the answer to anything. Things do get better. It takes time but they do get better. Even if it doesn't seem like they will. Just remember that.