I can’t believe I did this again after many years. I totally lost my control due to a misunderstanding. I spat out piercing words at Ate Angie and
also at papa. At exactly, 6:00 p.m., fear, anger, pain and long buried regrets engulfed me- I lost hope but I regain it after several hours. I want to keep a record of this to remind my future self that suicide isn’t the solution. I tried slitting my palm (not my wrist) but the knife couldn’t cut through. I got few cuts though. The next day, I convinced myself that it’s because the knife’s just blunt but you see, it’s another miracle in my life coz I discovered that the knife is in fact, sharp. Thank you Jesus for saving me.
