Yes but I was unwell at the time. I'm not afraid to admit it. I have always questioned the validity of being alive - it's hard...We have to fight constantly to eat, sleep, have shelter, water etc Then you have to worry about family and friends, making sure they're alright and well kept, work, housing and living costs, healthcare, general problems of life - it's hard. And sometimes I would wander what the point was. Obviously I'm still here; so I got over it, but I can understand other people just giving up...The universe is so big and we are so small...It's easy to look at the stars and know that every action you make is inconsequential, that every idea you have had is not original, that there is simply no point to life. The important thing to remember is that without you your friend's and family would have a really bad time of it. Though it seems like a bad joke because you didn't ask to be here in the first place it's not worth giving up and upsetting your loved ones. I'm not scared to die - I'm scared of what my death would do to my family.