It's taking me a long time - at least it feels like it a long time. Five months since before. It's kind of how I've been referring to things lately. There's now, five months since the day I tried to kill myself and then there is the period - my entire life - before that day. In a way it feels strange to define it that way, after all, I have lived with mental illness, experienced other events throughout my life that have made their mark in my journey, but for some reason this time has effected me...
