Well I suppose this isn't strictly a survival tale but I wanted to share it with you all anyway. As some of you knew, I decided to end things, I wanted out. And I'd planned everything so carefully but then I stood there as I was about to do it. And I thought 'why?' because all of a sudden it seemed so pointless to end it. I couldn't do it. And I thought about what drove me to it and realised I was incredibly selfish for wanting to end it because some of the problems were my own fault. And then I thought about others and the problems they have. Instead of trying to commit a selfish act I could better my life and help others do the same. Suicide isn't an option for me anymore. At least not for a very long time, for who can say what the future holds? But thanks for the help and support you on here have shown me. It means a lot.