by shivers » Mon Oct 13, 2008 8:51 am
As a teenager I used to dwell on suicide a lot. They were only thoughts, morbid thoughts, I knew there was no way I could ever have carried it out.
Lately, I've been having those thoughts again, but this time in a different context. Now, almost 30 years after my teens, I'm on my own again, it's only me and my daughter and I know for a fact that if my daughter were to die, if she had an accident or an illness that could not be cured, I've give very serious consideration as to whether I'd want to continue my life. I know that I'd be struggling to find reasons to continue on. No partner, no other children, a dysfunctional family who I hardly see, I'd be struggling to find a purpose, that's for sure. If she were to die at the hands of another, I know for sure that I'd try my hardest to get my revenge on them and murder them back, and since I don't consider revenge a good thing, I'd have to be quick smart in finishing myself off, coz if I got jailed before I managed it, I'd have buckleys chance, eh?
Flights of fancy. Or a plan - hard to tell the difference.