***Trigger Warning for mentions of Suicide***
(Katrina)
I always wondered what happened right before you died. Would there be some bright light that fills your vision? Pulling you toward wherever you are meant to go next. Or perhaps would I just exist beyond my body, being able to observe and watch the people around me..seeing how much happier their lives could be without me.
Neither of those things happened..in fact..the last thing I remembered was slashing my wrist and feeling my head become lighter and lighter, making me drift off into a dizzying sleep. A sleep I didn't expect to wake up from..
So when my eyes began to flutter open..when the sound of machines beeping filled my ears as I saw a white ceiling above me..I couldn't help but feel like I had failed again.
Why was I stil
