I’m sick of playing the game of life, for me it’s just full of false hope and let downs. Every time life starts to look good or seems hopefully different, it crashes and dissolves into something seemingly worse than before. I get these little bursts of maybe a week or two of just this false hope, and I fall for it every time. Argh! Only 145 days until my promise is void and I can finally take my life… It’s been a long wait. Who knows maybe within these potential last months of my life I’ll gain a new understanding and desire for life. I doubt it tough.
Blarg! 😛