Dear lady in the purple trench coat

I didn't kill myself that day, thanks to you. <br><br>This happened in late winter 2018 in the middle of Italy. I was living with my ex boyfriend, his dad, and his grandma in a house out in the middle of nowhere. I was the only English speaker, and I didn't speak Italian. A little context because it matters for what happened. <br><br>I was out on a walk, clearing my head from the drama I'd been dealing with. I walked along the sparsely populated road, not many houses, when a woman approached me. She was probably 50ish. Of all the things she could have said, she said, "why are you so sad?"<br><br>We ended up talking for a bit. I told her that I was miserable living there, couldn't speak the language, and missed home. She asked about why I was there, and when I explained that I was there for my ex, she gave me a look. She said "you're not from here. Do you remember that?" And I said yes. Then she said "you're going to go home aren't you?" When I said yes again, she simply said "good. I'll see you there." <br><br>I never saw her again, but I remember the feeling of relief I felt at her words. A few weeks later, I booked a flight home. A few days after that, my ex and his dad found out. His dad kicked me out of the house, but the ex and I got back together a week later. Our relationship ended in a suicide attempt a few weeks after that. <br><br>She was right. I didn't kill myself. I went home. I got the help I needed, and I moved on. <br><br>Dear woman in the purple trench coat. I don't know what made you stop me on the road that day, but I'm still alive because of it. <br><br>Let's not meet again, but I'm so grateful that we did.<br><br>Edit: omfg, this blew up! Thank you all so much! I feel so supported right now.<br><br>edit 2: I feel like I need to clarify a few things: it was a suicide attempt, not a cry for help. I'm not suicidal anymore, and I'm doing better now. I went home, and got my life together. <br><br>As for why I went back to the ex, it's complicated. I have codependency issues, and I'm working on that now. <br><br>Also, I'm not trying to diss Italy. Italy is a beautiful place, and the people were kind. I just didn't fit there, and I wasn't happy.