I attempted suicide in my late teens. I believed that the devil was
overpowering my soul; so I wanted to spare my parents from the anguish of seeing
me possessed.I swallowed pills, sufficient to end my life; and I
walked out into the the woods behind our home and knelt in prayer. I asked God
to forgive me and to take care of my parents.Suddenly, I felt a
tugging in my brain; it was like someone was trying to pull me up off the
ground. I responded, and followed the pulling back to my parents home. They rushed me to the hospital and I, obviously, survived. My experience made me a believer in the power of the Holy Ghost.
I am thrilled for Hannah, however, not everyone who survives a suicide attempt
has the love and support that she had. That makes surviving the attempt that
much more difficult, and life begins the vicious cycle of not wanting to be here
any longer, and trying to find the will to go on.If you know someone who
has survived an attempt, please be kind, loving, and forgiving. There was a
reason they wanted out. Being alive didn't just make everything all better.