[ WP ] here you stand , alone again , about to take your own life . Nothing is holding you back now . You decide to look around your room one more time until something catches your eye , and the impact it has on you stops you in your tracks and makes you realize why you ca n't do this to yourself .

I don ’ t really know how I came to this point. From the outside my life probably looks pretty great, a loving wife, a good car, a nice house and a high earning job. I take vacations to Europe twice a year for two weeks at a time. Work a maximum of 30 hours a week and yet still earn six figures. The majority of the population in the world would kill to have my life. Yet I don ’ t want it anymore. There is this feeling deep inside, something I can ’ t properly express but anyone who has ever been on the precipice of the cliff I now stand on knows what I am talking about. 
 This isn ’ t my body anymore, this isn ’ t my life. I am a million miles away every instant and yet I am no further than the prison cell which holds me tightly to this world. I will be smiling at you but in my head I am screaming at you begging you to save me from another plank time of this torment. Take that pencil in your hand and shove it in my eye and drive it up into my brain so that it will just stop. 
 
 But I can ’ t ask that of you, not you. I loved you once, and I think, maybe, I still do. It is hard to tell anymore. Love, happiness, simply enjoying something without having to put on a fake face so that you don ’ t see the man behind the mirror, is something that has become foreign. Joy has become as alien as life on Io would be to us. 
 In my hands I hold the instrument of my release, the key to my cell. It weighs barely anything all, only a few of these popped down my throat and I will dream forever of a world far away, of a new life, one that is not my own. 
 
 I was just about to release myself to Molly when I saw her. Our baby girl standing in the door way with a smile on her face, so innocent, so filled with hope and ignorance of the world around her. I dropped the Molly and grabbed took Dannie in my arms. I couldn ’ t let her see her daddy like this. I couldn ’ t let her have that memory of finding me dead. Her I knew I loved, she was someone I could never hurt. Someone I could never leave. 
 
 I held her tight and began to sob like a babe wanting it ’ s mothers milk. She looked at me with those blue eyes deeper than any ocean I could ever imagine and she smiled and hugged me back. “ Everything will be alright daddy, I love you. ” She knew, I don ’ t know how, but she knew. She kissed me on my cheek and giggled like a cherub telling me that my beard was scratchy. 
 
 I need you to know I will never leave her. I know I need help my love. I know I need you. Your love, Dannie and getting rid of Molly may just save me. 

