last winter was the worst of my life, not because of you, because of that self-destructing personality of mine! I never knew what it felt like to hit such a low that you were crying in your closet to the suicide hotline operators as you listened to their calming words. I found out what it was like to have to put that thick rope from you’re robe up in a high away place so if you have any thoughts you would have plenty of time to rethink your actions. To look at your kids as the only thing keeping you alive.