I sit here everyday with a bag of old pill just waiting for the day I am brave enough to end my suffering. I have flashbacks so bad I can physically fill the pain of being raped, I hear and smell things from my past. I just don't know how much longer I can handle this all. The flashbacks are not getting any less the are actually getting worse because I keep remembering things about my pass.. New memories really makes a big mess of things. So I sit here everyday waiting for the right day the right time to just end it all.