I almost committed suicide last night because
I couldn´t stand it.
I seriously had the worst event of
my life. Nothing comes even close. I once had a spinal tap and anyone that has
had his/her doctor poke around for cerebrospinal fluid, know how painful that procedure
is. But it’s really child’s play. Broken ribs? Pfff.. That’s not even worth
mentioning. The only thing I can think of that comes remotely close was the
heartache and pain that struck me once when the woman I used to love many years
ago not only crushed my heart, but my spirit and body as well. Those of you out
there having felt the excruciating pain of your love being crushed while your
heart is getting squeezed to the size of a walnut by an evil soulless whore; you sort of
know what I went through during the last 10 hours or so. Not really, but you at
least have an inkling.
I have no idea whether CIA
uses this in their tortures, but they, and anyone else wanting to find out
everything someone knows - this is the way to do it. No one can stand this agonizing
pain. No one can resist spilling their guts to get away from this. I would
welcome waterboarding as a dear old friend if I could chose that instead.
I would have gladly handed over all
that I own, cut off my hand and murdered my entire neighborhood without
hesitation if I knew that would have stopped the pain.
And no, that is not a joke.
The thing I am talking about is:
Sunburn
Itch !!!!!
Before you laugh, you should go and
read this: NY Times
Or visit any number of sites where people are, just like me, considering
both suicide and running with their head first into a brick wall.
Thankfully it starting to subside
enough for me to eat something and I even managed to get to work. And one good
thing has come out of this; I now know that once I have survived this, I can
survive anything; The Greatest Depression, war,
famine and Al Fucking Gore, I can
take it all now!
Bring it bitchez!
