I've had this state of mind once in my life for almost a year. My daughter was abusing drugs and my parents and siblings were blaming me and enabling her every move. I was in such despair over her behavior and being condemned by my family I didn't want to live. But, I had 3 other children and decided to get some help.

Now, I'm glad I didn't do it. But that is not the worst feeling I've ever had because I saw an escape. A light at the end of the tunnel. No matter how crazy that sounds.

But, I never thought of taking anyone else's life.