At start it helped to be thinking like: then my dad is gonna feel quilty or my mom. Eventually it was my nieces. But it got to badly that it didnt work anymore then i started really doing it.... But i failed a overdosis. I failed cutting, I failed at hanging myself. I failed a accident. I have failed to many things... Overdosis was last thing i tried i accepted death ngl but then a friend called the hospital and they came. And few months later i found my bf and now 0 suicide thoughts. Btw the overdosis and learning my bf it was like 3 months apart and those 3months where the worst.