Twenty years ago I was living in a lovely cottage on the edge of Dartmoor but I couldn't afford to run a car.
I was sent to a finishing school which didn't last long when mother found...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
I have now taken a serious task upon myself and I fear a greater one that is in the power of any man to perform in the given time-but it is too late to go back.
