How far would you go to keep your sanity? At what point is death a solution?

As a carefree child, I never would have entertained these ideas. They were foreign to me, as I was, and generally still am, a very happy person.

But, there was a time when I wasn’t so happy. There was a time when I felt trapped within my own thoughts and eaten alive by my own fears. I’ve avoided this topic for four years, now, and, even in the midst of The Happening, I still avoided the reality.

So, Reader, how far would you go to keep your sanity? Because I’m about to tell you just how far I went and just how insane it made me become.