It’s Christmas time, one of the hardest times of the year. Suicide is hard subject to talk about but I’ve been there, lonely and struggling. My story was I had a bipolar illness and I was suicidal. But 90% of people who commit suicide have some form of treatable mental illness. It is treatable! You can feel better even if you think you’ve lost hope. I had lost my career, a relationship with a man I loved and friendships and I was really ill and I saw a razor and I thought; that, that is the solution. I just wanted to die. I sat there for a minute and prayed to God. I started crying. Then something happened. I thought no! I’m going to fight; I can get well. I can get through this! I got out of the bathtub. I’m not going to say the fight to get well after that was easy but I can tell you it was worth it! I ended up finally on the right combinations of medications with the help of a doctor and after a while and I got well. I thank God for that it was divine intervention. If I would have only known that day that it was my mental illness talking to me, I probably wouldn’t have contemplated suicide. I have a great life today because I didn’t give up. I have a 7 year old nephew who is the light of my life and to think I would have missed his laughter.