If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them? People speak about what is in store. But there is nothing in store. The day is made of what has come before. The world itself must be surprised at the shape it’s in.
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Every day there is something new–some new problem, some new slight real or imagined.  I don’t want to deal with them anymore.
I need to make a decision soon on the best way to die.  Any spare moment I have is spent thinking about the best way to kill myself. Part of me wants to get a gun and shoot myself in the head in the middle of the woods. That way even if I don’t die right away, I’ll bleed out.  A gunshot to the head is lethal, about 100 percent effective especially if I do it in a secluded area and no one finds me […]
I am 53 years old, a professional, and one who for a long time has successfully supported my family.  Because of the economy my practice is suffering. I don’t see any light at the end of the tunnel, and while my business is still solvent I have a sense that it will collapse soon. I have been successful in my investments, and I am fortunate in that I have planned for my death.  I have life insurance policies and retirement accounts which would secure my family’s future.Â
After all the time and effort in getting to where I am, I realize that this is really all that […]
Gonna try to get the nerve to do it
Another day of wanting death.
A lot of thinking and planning about how to do it today.
I think that a way to kill myself which wouldn’t cause too much trauma for my family would be to let my road bike drift into the path of an oncoming semi-tractor/trailor.  Death would be virtually certain if I ride on a road with a high enough speed limit, and it would look like an accident instead of an intentional act. They wouldn’t have to suffer the stigma of having me kill myself. It would be neat and clean, and fortunately their financial security would be guaranteed.
For a moment the pain would be excruciating after getting run over by a truck, but that much pain […]