I fantasize about suicide. I am so tired of struggling with my demons. They just wont leave me alone no matter how I work to get better, no matter how strong or brave I am. I am sick of this whole state of being. I have this image in my mind of a woman who has just gone through Hell and is lying broken and bleeding beside a cliff. There is also a path leading away from the cliff but it is full of thorns and rocks and rattlesnakes. You can see beautiful light at the end of the path, hundreds of miles away. Is it worth it to take the path? Right now I would rather ease myself over that nearby cliff because it would bring immediate relief.