After my father died suddenly, at work, I battled depression and suicidal thoughts. I wrote personal letters to my whole family and even had a plan of how I was going to end my life. I looked around at my broken family and heard my father's voice. It told me not to leave them, that they needed me more than him. I knew that I had to search for the stars in the darkness and keep pressing on no matter how much I felt alone.
I'm glad today that I didn't follow through with it because I was able to meet my niece and have memories with my family. I even found a boyfriend that understands and makes me laugh when I need or just let me cry if the tears start rolling. Even though I still have bad days, I know I have family and friends who will always be there, and tell me that I'm not alone.