A year ago I nearly committed suicide I was so low down. I went to the garage for some rope and as I unlocked the garage door I asked myself what I was thinking of and how could I do this to my family. The day after my daughter emailed to ask if I was ok and that she had, had a dreadful dream. I had to beg her to tell me what the dream was and she said she had dreamt that I committed suicide. In the past couple of weeks I have been suicidal again particularly Wednesday this week and two of my daughters turned up unexpectedly and saved me again although they didn't know I was about to do it again. They saved me from doing the dreadful act