I've attempted suicide three times in my life. I'm 18 years old. I think about diying everyday. My attempts have failed because I'm scared of leaving my little sister behind. She is developmentaly delayed and I love her with all my heart. I have to chose between living a life of misery or staying because people just won't let me go. I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want to seem selfish. I just have to go. I think I'm going to finaly do it. This sunday night. I chose sunday because I don't have to watch my sister the next day. I don't know how I'm going to make it until then, but I have a responsibility. Atleast I will go with some sort of dignity. If I even truly understand what that means.. Sunday is my time. I can't go on, but I'm still scared. I don't want to die, I just don't want to live like this. Death seems like a better decision.