My story

Never sat down and wrote anything before so I said why not I’m 36 blk m  when I write can’t believe I made it this long  life hAs not been to hard worked since I was about 22   Always tried to stay stress free just going with the flow of things this last year  has been the hardest  been out of work about 9 months lost my job like so many others then watched  my self fall apart losing everthing but my self  now as I watch myself go I guess it will be cool to go out on my own terms giving up looking for work just to hard when my unemployment cut off I kind of knew this was a sign to move on  I set my date and time when I will leave this earth I guess it’s good I have no family or friends so nothing to hold on to  or no one to hold on to me  but me as I wright this I’m not sad mad or angry I understand I see this is the way it is  I will lose my apt in a few days I won’t go to a shelter I will live on the street until my day try to take it all in before I die  the  funny thing all these people on earth I have no one to say goodbye too  so I guess I will say goodbye to myself