After several days of seriously contemplating taking my own life, I seem to be over it now. I've stopped doing Google searches for the overdose limits of various drugs and reading message board discussions on the most effective ways to commit suicide. Nothing's changed – I'm not taking any more drugs than usual and there has been no change in my circumstances – the only thing that has changed is my attitude. My desire to end things may have been brought about by hormones (I'm experiencing really bad PMT of late), or perhaps it was a new manifestation of my depression? Whatever it was, it's over for the time being. Nobody needs to worry about finding my rotting corpse on the couch for a while yet (unless Nature decides to intervene).
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