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I've contemplated it before. It really all began in college and I scared someone enough to where I was eventually taken to the hospital's psychology ward. That was pretty much the shock to my system that I needed and I started climbing out of it (on my own, even though they wanted give me drugs for it, when a chemical imbalance was hardly the problem). I've done much better over the years, to the point where it is rare for me to get depressed. I must admit though that this weekend was particularly rough on me and I started contemplating it again. I'm better now, but am very wary about it coming back. I'm 28, btw.
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