Last rant for today, I promise. This morning, after another horrible nights sleep, I woke up feeling like death could be close, how I do not know as I do not have the guts to do it myself, yet I just ‘feel’ it if that makes sense. Maybe it is wishful thinking. Oh how I adore my family but oh how I want these feelings to end,,,,and I only see one way out. Strange thing is that I am now ok with it though I know everyone will be devastated...so I am changing my plea to God...not for help to stay but for an end....a sweet, peaceful end. I will never be who I used to be so what is the sense.
Really feel like this is my last Christmas...the feeling is eery yet comforting in a weird way..strange....huh?
Really feel like this is my last Christmas...the feeling is eery yet comforting in a weird way..strange....huh?