My H walked out almost 7 months ago. And, yes, I wanted to kill myself. I had everything planned out from taking a day off work, writing the letters for my family and H to find and I even had enough pills to do it. I asked God to help me and he did. I opened my facebook and started to look at the pics of my kids. I cried and cried. Then I started to see imagines of my kids growing, getting married and having kids of their own. I didn't want to miss that. I wasn't going to give my H that much power over me. I do wish I could disappear and start a new life, but I can't because of my kids. So, I started to work on myself. And now my H can see it as well and he likes it. We are spending more time together and getting to know each other again.
