Pt 1.

"I don't remember how I got up there, up on the bridge, or when I did but I remember standing on the edge, peering down. Cars drove behind me and yet nobody told me to take a step back or to get down from there. Standing on the edge I took one last step forward... I was falling now. No. It felt more like flying, down to the rushing water underneath me.

Thing is I remember watching a video where suicide attempt survivors explained their experience, saying the second the jumped they regretted it instantly, realizing they wanted to live. Truth be told, I didn't regret it. Truth be told, my mind still pushed me towards death."

Trigger warnings.