Monday, March 18, 2024

Suicidal or not

I am not suicidal.  I could never be brave enough to go through with it.  It being the actual act of murdering myself.  I just fantasize about not being here.  Either  having never been born or just disappearing into nothingness.  It sounds so lovely and relaxing.

Admiration for people who kill themselves

I cannot imagine being brave enough to follow through.  I fantasize about being "gone" but if I try to actually think about accomplishing that end then I get stuck.  If I could just fall asleep and never wake up I think I would be dead by now but there is no guarantee that you death is certain.


Mad, frustrated, angry, apopleptic

Anger is my most constant emotion.  I am so mad and irritated so often.  Happiness is fleeting and joy is unheard of. I do sweat the small stuff.


I cry a lot, sometimes daily.  If I pass a dead animal on the road or one of those transport trucks with pigs or chickens in them I can just breakdown into sobs, so much so that it's difficult to drive.

Depressed or sensitive

I mentioned to the doctor once how I cried so much and she said I was "just sensitive" Those are the two words I recall and I'm not even sure the word depression was brought up but I do wonder.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

September 26, 2009

Ethel turned 90 years old today.