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"The Sentinel is very precious to me."

The Sentinel is very precious to me. There was a time when suicide was all I thought about. I went to meetings to try to get help. I would come out of them worse. I would go to McDonald's and stay for hours with the Sentinel in my hand. I was afraid to go home. I would try and try to read it to get something, but often I only could read a few words. I would be very anxious and restless. But I kept reading a few words until I had it all read and I could go home. Why I went to McDonald's is I felt safe, as there were people around and I wasn't alone. The workers got to know me, and I was never asked to leave. I could stay until it closed if I needed to.

I read the Sentinel from cover to cover and also The Christian Science Journal. I don't write metaphysical words, but I know in me what makes what I write true. The freedom I found has enabled me to dismiss completely any thought of suicide. The proof is, I was clerk in my church, I am on the board, I work in the Reading Room. I am a nanny to three children who love me and I them. The four-year-old says when we find a parking space, "Sylvia, we must say 'thank you' to God." And when I get busy and I am in a huff, he will say, "Don't forget God is helping you."

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