There were moments that I had dark thoughts, but probably never about a suicide directly, more like very very dark state of mind and soul. Went through some shit at early age, it was bad, but I was strong enough... That was quite long ago. I've not been taking life seriously for a long time now, like - at all, and I have less and less worries or stress as the time goes by, kind of a liberation, because it is just an adventure, and I'm ready for good or bad, as long as I'm here - I'll have to deal with it (or enjoy it), pretty much it, livin' worry free and each day is a good day.