Today was the day of days for me. I woke up this morning ready to end my life.
I had gotten the exit kit and everything.
Only to have one missing piece for the damn thing to work.
What happens? I end up locking my keys in the car.
So I had to take two buses, and walk all the way home to find that my copy of my car key went missing.
I had to go to a thrift shop, buy an article of clothing that still had the old-fashioned metal hangers and go all the way back to my car.
During this time, I started to ponder not only why this was really happening, but why it really was that I wanted to end my life..
This was an eery coincidence that this happened.
I now have a big container of helium that I don’t have any use for now…
I’m still here…