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When i was 14.....i thought about suicide. i wanted to leave. Everything was hopeless for me. i couldn’t see anything i could contribute to society or what anyone might gain from my existence. The more i thought about taking my life, the more i thought about my parents. The anguish was unbearable. i wanted to cast away my inner conflicts and struggles, but i just could not bear the thought of my dear parents suffering as a result of my actions. i would endure anything if they would not have to suffer in return. When i was 14.