I quit chewing on Tues. Today is thurs.....don't really want a chew. I'm stubborn that way. When I decide to do something I just do it. This post has no real motivation. Just feeling a little lonely and confused. When I came home this evening they were wheeling my neighbor away on a gurney. Same age as me...diagnosed with pancreatic cancer about a month ago. 3 young children who are friends with my boy. The point of it all?...not sure today but I am tired of fighting...I can tell you that. What are we fighting for? Living our lives like a war. What are we at war with.....ourselves...the devil....God?
Yesterday was my friends memorial...he killed himself in an alcoholic stupor. The message at his memorial was about whether suicide was a pardonable sin.....really.....why not ask the question why he gave up fighting his demon? Whatever...tired of religious people and religious anecdotes.
Pretty confused today....looking forward to hugging my boy tomorrow.
Yesterday was my friends memorial...he killed himself in an alcoholic stupor. The message at his memorial was about whether suicide was a pardonable sin.....really.....why not ask the question why he gave up fighting his demon? Whatever...tired of religious people and religious anecdotes.
Pretty confused today....looking forward to hugging my boy tomorrow.