The Suicide Equation

For the last month I've had nothing but dark thoughts. I finally decided to speak to someone about it. I went to Mr.Harn and told him everything.

All he did was hold me and bring me to the schools councilor. He told her the story I was able to utter. She called my mother and arranged for me to be put into therapy.

I spoke with her for half an hour.

"You've been through way to much for a girl your age!" She said in astonishment.

"I know." I replied.

"How are you alive?" She asked with both worry and curiosity.

"I honestly don't know." I spoke the truth.

How am I still alive?