Life is chaotic, unpredictable, and at often times painful. The idea is that death is the escape to peace. But it is not.
My life isn’t bad, but I find myself thinking if I weren’t around then maybe my family would have less arguments over me, my dog would be in a home where he wouldn’t get left alone in the day, the truth could come out, and every penny to my name could be donated to someone who could use it more productively than I do.
But I’ve come to realize, after intentionally crashing my car, drinking and taking pills in access, and staring down the barrel of the person most dear to me’s gun; it’s a beautiful lie just masking the ugly truth. My family would just start arguing about who didn’t listen, my dog would be taken from his comfort and not understand why, and who the hell are the people who think they can make me feel less? I can use every penny I’ve got to fulfill my goals, make life better for someone else and do what makes me happy.
This is a very condensed version of what’s happened in my life, but I’ve let the series of events in my life break me once before, and I won’t again. Nor will I let any of my loved ones be broken either.
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