Yes, I've been there. I will spare you the gory details; however, I will say this:
I reached that point because I could no longer ignore the truth about my situation or the people that were applying pressure for me to be who I was not.
I realized it wasn't that I wanted to end my life, I wanted that chapter in my life to end. And so, I took a great leap of faith and honestly changed my life. I decided it was my life anyway and I could not and would not live it for others. I turned the page, so to speak.
I have learned that all things must pass--sometimes you just have to nudge them along.
I am glad that I did not end my life because there have been so many happy experiences since that day I stood in my bathroom, razor in hand.
If you are facing the same fatal question, I beg of you, examine your life and do not be afraid to make non-violent changes. Love yourself and believe that you are worth living.
I am worried about you. Genuinely worried. Please stop and think about things. Dead is dead. There will be no turning back if you end your life. I enjoy you and hope you will stick around.