Once...I've been wanting to tell someone this, Eileen...
once I came this close
to commiting suicide.
That's how down an low I felt.
I would have, too. There was just one thing stopped me.
Fear. I was just plain too afraid.
So, if I ever did commit suicide, I'd have to be so desperate
I wouldn't even let fear of suicide
stand of the way.

And yet if I could overcome a fear like that
I could have overcome
all my fears, I bet.

And then, ofcourse-
and here's the irony-probably
if I were weren't afraid, i'd really want to live.
Only, by then, if I'd really conquered my fear of suicide,
it might be too late.
I might already, you know,
have done it.