I know the title sounds like I’m desperate, but at the moment, I’ve got voices going round my head and feeling doing myself in. I’ve lived with this for most of my adult life and has gotten to the point where I can’t take anymore. I’ve got appointments to see my care worker and all that, but its just gotten to a certain point where I can’t just hack it anymore.
This is by no means a suicide note. I’ve not reached that point yet, though I have done many times before (tried going through with it, only to tell myself that the following day woud be better).
And I’m not asking T? or anyone from WoM’s for their suggestions either - that wouldn’t be fair. I’m only sharing my feelings with you lot. At the moment, as I type this, I feel this is the only place I can express my feelings. I know you only know me as fatboy, but I think you all have known me for a while.
Again, this is not a suicde note, and I can’t express that enough. I know something in life is there is waiting for me - let it be having my own band, publish books, those ambitions that we all have. Have a relationship, friendships that we all long for in life.
But I think that’s enough for now. As said, I’m not asking for suggestions, but just let you know of how I’m feeling at the moment.
Thanks, and I’ll put in a few more words next week.
Posted on Fri, 11 November 2005 at 14:30