I’m not interested in committing suicide. Let me just get that out of the way.


This life is getting so very ridiculous, I am not sure why I am here.

I reconnected with two of my three children after a lifetime of being an ass, and they are not all that pleased.

I made a connection with my youngest daughter and she is really not interested.

Those three where 75% of why I stayed alive.

So the reason to live is short now, and it just feels ridiculous.

The feeling of love and interest is slow to never.

The orgasms are less.

So what keeps me breathing?

I mean really.


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