I've seen unhappy faces without smile without friends, depression, anxiousness and pain without end.

We have all felt this feeling at some point in our life; the feeling of not being good enough, the feeling of missing the mark. Some have felt this for only a few hours, some a few days, for others it is years - the better part of their life. Some feel this lightly, but for others it consumes them. It takes over their thoughts, their actions and then their heart. These depressive thoughts then take over how you see other people and how you see the world.

More often than not this phenomena has been made light of. I used to think similarly, I was always confused how it could really be that bad. How could you really not want to live? One day I realized that was the exact position I was in.

I've felt the feeling of having no feeling. I've had pain in my heart and sorrow in my day. I've known what it's like to not care about anything - especially not myself. I've known what it's like to feel like life is pointless. I was just going through the motions of life but I wasn't really doing anything. I began to feel like it was really that bad and I really did not care to be alive. I felt lonely and like nobody actually cared about me. I didn't realize the gravity of my thoughts until I started to be happy again.

One day my parents sat me down and talked to me. They did not know I had been feeling this way but they were concerned for me because of how distant I was and the bad habits I partook in. It was that night that I realized, or maybe was just reminded, how much I was loved even if it was just my parents who were "supposed" to love me. For some reason it also reminded that so did other people: my sisters, my best friend.

Although my thoughts never turned into actions, I know that if they did, my pain and my sorrow would have just turned into my parents' pain, my sisters' sorrow, my best friend's heartache. That's the thing about suicide, it is a permanent solution for a temporary problem.

I realized there was so much life left to be lived and not in a cliche way but in a literal way. I had unfinished business to do. I have people that care and love for me so much that would have been so devastated and heartbroken if I decided to act on my thoughts. I realized people actually did need me because I had something to offer the world that nobody else had because they were not me. I found something worth living for and that has made all the difference. You have something to offer the world to.

"Do you know where the richest place in the world is? The graveyard. Here you will fine books that were never written, companies that were never started and dreams that were never realized. So live your life full so that the grave may be empty." -Les Brown