I have found myself again fantasizing about how happy everyone would be once I'm gone. I'm bipolar and take a few meds for it. I don't know how I managed to get my fiancé to hate but she is right in saying our 8 month old needs a roll model. The last thing I would ever want is to have my son turn into me. I just don't want him to grow up knowing his father committed suicide. The only thing that's keeping from doing anything stupid is my son. But he would be better off without me.
I'm not entirely sure what to do. Sorry for venting...
I'm not entirely sure what to do. Sorry for venting...