I've gone through some emotionally trying times in my life, but I have never seriously contemplated suicide. Rather, when I want to leave my life, its more of a desire to pack up and slip away, to start over with a new life and a new me. Somewhere no one knows me or my family or has any expectations for me to try to live up to. I could make myself over, see who I become.
Maybe someday I will leave this town. But now with some maturity under my belt I've realized I could never just up and cut all ties. I'd miss my friends, family, and routine too much to just leave everything I know without a plan or time to adjust to the idea...
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