When darkness is all you consume you truly ask yourself, is there a light or is that just fuel people give you to keep you going through life. My life is in my hands and all I need to do is that one thing and I'm gone. No more pain. No more suffering. But how can the thing that's killing me make me feel so alive? Is there ever going to be light or is it going to forever be eternal darkness. Share the story of a helpless girl who battles through depression until the very end. WARNING: contains descriptive content that may disturb.