Phew!…
I had a talk with my mom the last night…It’s just great the way I take the conversation to the point I want it to be…I told her that dead people are better left forgotten, she agreed, she remembered her father…they weren’t very close and he died, those memories hurt her…
I’ve been doing my best to make my suicide the less painful to her…
I gotta do this now, I planned for months, I better get calm and don’t take any longer…
I dunno how the things got to this point…
Hush!
No more talking, let’s get this shit done.
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When it rains it always brings feelings back to me. I like the rain, no matter how cold it is outside, no matter hot it is. It is dark now and my window is open I am listening to the rain and I am crying. My husband sits in his tv room and readying himself for work. I want to run outside in my underwear and t-shirt, lay on my back on the wet grass and just let the raindrops pelt off my face. But….the embarrassment would be too great for my husband to handle and he’d drag me in scolding me telling me I’m acting like […]