I was packing for my trip and my husband asked me if I'm suicidal. I cannot imagine ever killing myself, so this surprised me. No, I'm not suicidal! Why would you ask that? He found my note. I explained that it was just how I felt at the time, but I wasn't considering harming myself. Thinking that I should have died does not mean that I will make that happen! Does depression mean that suicide is inevitable? I don't think so....
I was packing for my trip and we said our goodbyes before he left for work. I had a four hour drive to Palm Springs for work. I took a couple of audiobooks. The first I listened to was short--Eat That Frog! This was our newly revived book club selection. Next I started a fiction book, Walter Mosley's Last Days of Tolemy Gray. The drive was over in no time!
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