Feeling bad isn't new to me. I grew up in a house with an emotionally unstable, psychologically abusive father. What I have now, most may want, but the only thing keeping me from attempting suicide is my baby girl. I can't imagine what kind of life she would have without me. At this point, I live for her. I also know that if I did commit suicide, I would succeed. I hate failing. My husband pushes me to the edge just to watch me tip over. I hate the fact that I created a life with someone that I cant stand anymore. Someone who has their own psychological problems. I feel like I'm stuck. And as many times as I feel like I can change my situations it gets even more emotionally unbearable. I'm not on meds, and really, this is the first time I've actually admitted that I have a problem. I'm just tired. No, I'm tired of being tired. I want to start over so bad. I want to end this pain.