I don’t know if I’ve actively wished death upon myself, but I think about dying all the time. I don’t talk about it a lot because I’m afraid people will think I’m crazy, weird, or not take me seriously. It’s kind of like taking current stock: is it worth it? For me, I think life can be very challenging, and on the days when the constant struggle doesn’t look like it’s paying off, I start my wonderings. I also think it’s healthy to try and ask the hard questions – I don’t want to lead the candy-apple life. But I’ve also had some immediate loved ones die and I guess that gets you thinking in a reality-check way that doesn’t affect everyone else. I usually depend on knowing that all the people that love me would be totally devastated, and after dealing with the loss of my loved ones how could I do that to them? But I think everyones needs to hear, know, and internalize that we DO deserve to live the best possibles lives that we can – deep and satisfying love, happiness, dreams, contentment, and usefulness…