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I sat there thinking everyone’s promised.

Everyone has someone they have promised not to ever kill him or herself.

Every other veteran around me has someone who holds him or her accountable and motivates them to drive on.



Everyone’s promised that they will fight on to the end, but me.

Just getting out of the hospital and finding good news and bad, yet I have promised no one.



Everyone’s promised.

People I didn’t know were my friends and that really cared about me and took the time to talk to me and tell me I was not alone.  They had been there too.



Everyone’s promised.

I looked at my life and realized that although I have told myself it will never happen again that I had told myself that before yet I still swallowed the pills and tried to die, and being ashamed over the task tried to cover it up.



Everyone’s promised, and now I need to find someone to make that promise to.

There is a long list of people from my best friend to my spouse to just my fellow veterans that have been there too.



Everyone’s promised and now so have I.