Recently had an altercation with my (now ex-) fiancee's son... I was over at my fiancee's watching our daughter. My fiancee's son was harming my son, so I defended my son. Now, my fiancee has threatened to take away what little custodial rights I have to our daughter. My son's mother and I share joint custody of our son. So he is with me one week, her the next. His week with me is almost up - he will go to his Mom's at the beginning of next week. I'm going to go through with it, this time. I have alot more resolve than I had when I used to post here. It will be an easy matter to self-terminate. I know my fiancee will do nothing but put me through hell. She drove her son's father to suicide many years ago - mostly by efforts to extract money out of him. When she discusses it, she expresses no remorse over the loss of the man. She expresses extreme anger that she couldn't get any money out of him, and extreme anger that the authorities were not willing to exhume his body to get a DNA test to prove he was her son's father. I know she will go to any length to get more money out of me. I already pay her child support, plus provide my wonderful, amazing daughter with health insurance. I also take care of our daughter anywhere from two to four times a week (more, if my fiancee asks). I give my fiancee anything she asks for on behalf of our daughter. I am tired of all of this. My ex-wife is giving me grief. I work two jobs. I have to also help support my mother. I don't mind the weight - it is trivial enough to shoulder - but I do mind the abandonment. I do mind going to every effort for those I love, just to have them try to destroy me; to have them try to rip the only two things that mean anything to me away from me - namely, my son and my daughter. I am tired. I have begged the Lord repeatedly to take me home. He won't do it. I therefore am going to have to do it, myself. I wish I could think of something painless, but considering the fact that all of my life I have known nothing but unending, unbearable-for-anyone-else pain, I guess I should just suck it up and take the plunge. I want to die. I am eager to die. Maybe I can leave my children with some good insurance money. It would be better than having a loser bum as a father. I never thanked all of you here who helped me, properly. I know all of you went to great lengths to be there for me. You are all angels, and I pray that God will bless each and every one of you to the fullest. I love you all.