My thoughts and ideas are only expressed through writing. When it comes the time to verbally communicate my "feelings" I find it overwhelming and painful. Maybe it is because once said they are truly felt. I cannot be sure. I do trust her as she does me, and she has taken steps to help me, but still the overbearing thoughts of suicide lurk within my mind. Last night I took some pills, some would be an understatement I suppose. To my dismay this afternoon I awoke. I couldn't help but feel I had failed. Last night I was so sure that it would all be over. I am supposed to check in with the one I trust today, but I'm not going to because I don't feel ready to be around anyone, anyone except my perverse thoughts of self destruction.