I laid in bed for 3 days wanting to die this week and man that fucking dark ass voice wants to grip my throat. I let it, But only for 3 days. 

On the 4th day I took a shower and went to group therapy. 

Today is day 5 and I wrote fuck
You all over the reasons I wrote down for living in my suicidal episode earlier this week and decided I’m telling that voice fuck you today Bc I’m still alive and I’m going to ride my mtn bike and feel the sun on my face and the air in my lungs. 

If you keep pressing past the voice and let it do its thing. You will see there
Is something on the other side of it. 

All you have to do is live to see another day.