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- Go to "Twice in my life I have wished to die.
I think we all go there on occasion, then something happens, be it large or small, and it reminds us that we are each here for a reason.
posted by
adnohr
on February 3, 2013 at 6:01 AM
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Re: Re: I have been the black sheep of my family for years and years and any time
thank you, that is so nice of you. I am touched.
posted by
Kabu
on January 6, 2013 at 6:10 PM
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Re: Sinome,
I'm glad you stayed.
posted by
Ciel
on January 6, 2013 at 1:11 PM
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Re: I have been the black sheep of my family for years and years and any time
Your family's loss, Kabu! And our immeasurable gain!
posted by
Ciel
on January 6, 2013 at 12:41 PM
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I know the feeling of wanting to just turn life off... I have lived with that crippling depression you speak off but being one of the lucky ones I was always "too busy' to check out. Whenever life got to be too much something always came to be that I needed to do...a new grand-kid was on the way, my daughter got sick and her kids needed me, my friend lost her job and needed help, my husband got sick ... a myriad of happenings that kept me here and gave me a reason to get up in the morning. I got very efficient at making myself function and excellent at hiding what was going on inside of me...and then one day it was gone... the feeling of doom and the panic and the wanting to rest from it all... gone and in its place there was this love of life that I could not explain.
I too have thought about what I would have missed if I had chosen to end it all... and I was horrified at the pain I would have caused... I work now with people that are where I was back then and I'd like to think I help them see that bad as it can be... life is precious and unique and so short there is no need to hasten our exit... I will stop babbling now :-) Be well xoxoxo
posted by
Sinome
on January 5, 2013 at 7:43 PM
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I have been the black sheep of my family for years and years and any time
that I have felt depressed and how easy to let go etc....I think of how their lives will go on and all the life good or bad I would miss. I am too pig stubborn to give them that satisfaction...well then of course along came Wiley...now who cares.
posted by
Kabu
on January 2, 2013 at 6:49 PM
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