I’m not even afraid of dying. I think I’ve proven that much. No, I’m afraid of failing again. I can’t look everyone in the eyes while laying in a hospital bed again. Call me heartless, but idc what happens after I die. It’s the failing I can’t do again. It seems so easy to die. Every day theres stories on the news about someone who died quick and unexpectedly. Yet when I try, its slow and ineffective. It’s not fair. I’m no stranger to death. But he refuses to take me. I wish he’d take me. But all he does is sabatoge me. No firing […]
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No one can imagine that so positive-minded I’ve always been would choose to end !
When the cash flow of mine was nearing the critical time, it was hard to bear knowing that my brother wanted the last piece of my property, my shelter from the rain, to be sold to him at three-fifth of the actual value, and my wife also hated me to death awaiting to claim the same last piece. My choice then was to leave this house to my wife who is with my beloved daughter who can then also harvest the share afterall. So, on 2010-7-26, late night, I attempted […]