Dear anon, I want you to know that you aren't alone. I know it feels like you are. When I wanted to die, I held on because I had a small glimmer of hope that it would get better. I don't know what you're going through, but I know that you're beautiful. That glimmer of hope came through. It took time, but not much time at all in retrospect. If you hold on, He'll come through for you too. I promise. You won't be lonely. I now know how those thoughts played games with me. And they're liars.