For the last few years I never went to church or prayed, I thought my belief was enough. Well one situation changed that. I had been having suicdal thoughts for about a week and one night I was about to have a break down and I was sobbing I ask God to help me. My class started the next day and that took my mind off things for a while. I ask God for help again that night. The next day I told my parents and we went straight to the des. The receptionist said I could not be worked in, I started crying and I prayed and I got in to see the dr. We talked and I said what triggered the thoughts and we got it sorted out. No med changes I just needed to talk. After that I was fine. god heard my cries for help and ins helped me. I will never forget those few days. He saved my life. I did not have a plan I had the thoughts. I could never do that to my family or myself. When you think things are bleak just pray and he will hear you.