I went driving. Thinking “how fast do i need to drive into this tree to kill me and cash.” [cash is my dog by the way] What kept running through my head was my baby. I cant leave him but i don’t have the heart to kill him.
I shoulda drove off the road that night.
Its hard to fight depression man. Its like it creeps up and takes over. And im doin what im supposed to but when im alone, my mind wonders. I get sad. I have thoughts. I hate bein alone.
I got my whole world wrapped up in a dog. When I got out of rehab, I needed a friend so I got one. He’s everything to me. I tell him my secrets. I cry on him. His love never changes. He never knows what I’m going through yet he is always there. He depends on me. Who am I to leave him. This is crazy right?
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i believe you have every right to die if you want to, and even take out someone who is willfully, intentionally, unrepentantly evil with you — BUT– you really shouldn’t kill your dog!
What did he do?
I share your personal story of misery, and completely understand YOUR wanting to die, but you and I must admit that we feel like this because we aren’t quite right, that we are emotionally ruined and dysfunctional… that being said, what makes you think your dog can’t stay behind and be happy with someone else?
Unless he constantly pees and craps in the house, or is really a crummy kind of dog who tries to bite everyone who isn’t you, regardless of your love of a dog one can still know that a dog is equally dysfunctional in dog terms that you could never find a decent home for, THEN I think you’d be justified in doing him in with you.
But if he’s a perfectly nice dog you need to find him a home first, or make reasonably sure he’s taken care of.
And don’t try driving the car off the road! Especially with a dog! That is the worst way to attempt suicide (unless you live in Glacier National Park) with any reasonable expectation of dying.
The dog will be horribly mangled, die in agony after hours or even days of dreadful misery, and you — well you will likely have a couple of cracked ribs and a bump on your head.
No, if you are really going to do it sally forth alone (unless you want to take my evil ***** ex-wife with you? Let me know and I’ll send you her address.)
Well i suggest get a gun shoot your dog and everyone else who is holding you back then yourself ;D
But year bro driving off a cliff is a TERRIBLE IDEA cutting your wrist has more chance to less painful death and more probability.