Nothing was going as I had hoped or planned. Continuing with life simply felt unbearable. School, relationships and living seemed to take too much effort. Somehow I convinced myself that everything bad that happened to me was my fault; I must be cursed.

So I left a suicide note in my homework folder letting my new family know that I loved them and that the problem was me, not them. I was afraid I’d ruin them too. I prayed and asked God to forgive me for running away from Him and for taking my life. I prayed... (Continued)