It was very late in the night, during the early season of the Covid 19 outbreak that everyone had to stay at home, things were so tight and very difficult, and feeding was a thorough struggle because I was raised by a single mum with 6 other siblings.
At a point I could not even continue studying online anymore because of finances after the outbreak, everything was going down, even feeding, trust me mum was trying enough, and my siblings were trying also, but more hands were needed to support the family as bills and everything kept piling up.
There was no pressure on me, but I felt obligated to do something to support the family, I wanted to do something but everything I tried was against me.
I decided I was gonna end everything, enough of all these frustrating activities. At least if I’m gone, there will be lesser responsibilities (so I thought).
I saw the SNIPER laying aimlessly on the floor in the sitting room, I took it and shook the bottle to check if there was still something inside, the content was quite much for a contemplated suicide.
I took the sniper and paused for a while before drinking it, then I drank…gulped it down like it was some sort of orange juice, the bitterness and frustration in me wouldn’t let me know how disgusting it tasted.
A few minutes later, I began foaming, I was struggling between life and death, I knew I had less than a few minutes to live on Earth, everyone was in their various rooms, and I was laying down helplessly in the sitting room.
I couldn’t even call for help, I was foaming
I felt bad and pained after drinking the sniper, the dreams I had, the plans, the bright future, everything is just gonna die like that, to worsen matters, hell fire straight up for committing suicide.
I couldn’t even imagine, I knew the only option was a miracle, if there is a man to pray to, there is a God to answer, I prayed with the last strength left inside of me, and God answered my prayers.
Mehn, like a flash, I Committed to every single thing I drank and yet again I was given another chance to live again and fulfil my dreams.
I didn’t suffer any internal complications, I was so happy.
God gave me a fresh start and he said I own you, you can’t die now.
Suicide shouldn’t have been the option for me, it’s not an option, when there is life there is hope, and I’ve been given yet another season to fulfil my purpose on Earth.
No matter what the frustration is, you have a purpose on Earth and suicide is never an option, consistency and commitment is the key, and you will achieve your dreams.
