Suicide Carries In Its Aftermath A Level

I Had Been Simply Treating Water, Settling On Surviving And Avoiding Pain Rather Than Being Actively Involved In Seeking Out Life.

The Complexities Of What We Are Given In Life Are Vast And Beyond Comprehension.

I Am Tired Of Hiding, Tired Of Misspent And Knotted Energies, Tired Of The Hypocrisy, And Tired Of Acting As Though I Have Something To Hide.

One Is What One Is, And The Dishonesty Of Hiding Behind A Degree, Or A Title, Or Any Manner And Collection Of Words, Is Still Exactly That: Dishonest.

The Quickness And Flexibility Of A Well Mind, A Belief Or Hope That Things Will Eventually Sort Themselves Out-these Are The Resources Lost To A Person When The Brain Is Ill.