Another statistic

I wish I could smack all the people who lied to me and told me my life would get better just so that I would not kill myself. Since then my life has gotten progressively worse. I lost everything. My apt, my money, my personal possessions, went into premature labor at 6 months then lost a pregnancy for the second time in less than a year. In order to get through the day I would have to take 4 pills daily that have side effects like hair loss. weight gain (yippee) and the tendency to make me feel like a fucking zombie….I’ll pass. Death is looking better by the minute. I’m back drinking, off my meds and getting nuttier than a fruit cake each day that passes. Life blows. It gets better for some….but not for all. Add me to the list of nearly 1 million people that kill themselves each year.