Hi, Amergin. I've been thinking about this thread since you started it. It's tough, for sure. I wish I knew what makes life such an agony that a person would welcome the unknown of death, because after a serious attempt in which I took enough medication to kill your average horse I awoke with a headache that took three days to go away and I was still faced with a wish to complete the unfinished task. Now, as I get closer to death I find myself with things I need to finish, and life now seems too short. Talk about fucked up, huh?

Your niece needs someone to listen to her and understand that she is in pain. She'll eventually talk about it. Just leave that door open for her. It's pretty much all you can do, and while it may seem little, it's lots. I'll write you off-thread. Keep your head up, buddy.