She Is My ReasonI sometimes seriously do consider killing myself, leap from the balcony in attempt to end my internal suffering. But then I stop & remember that I can't do that. There is someone who is always holding me back. I can't do it because of her.Without me, what would become of her? All of the world would crash around her, like my body on the pavement below. No one understands her the way I do.She & her big sister are my true reasons for living. Both of them have helped me survive through such dark times & if I offed myself, all of that would be for not.A child is nothing without the love of their mother. She is the reason I stay, the reason I keep trying to survive.