I don’t think funny is the word, but i’m going to use it. It is funny that in the first week of me deciding suicide is the answer for me my 17 year old son decides he is on the path to enlightenment and begins talking to me daily. However, at the end of this day I am so tired I can’t put into words the depth of his thinking and the joy I hold in my heart for him.

These days have not, though deterred me from my path. I have had up times in the past, but the darkness always returns. Tomorrow I will post my final year list. Tonight I am too tired and just want to lie down.

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