Danby
Just remember that the last laugh is on you
- Aug 13, 2024
- 74
I am at the end of my rope. 2025 has been a shitty year for me. As of tomorrow I will have been unemployed eight months. My unemployment ran out two months ago. I send out resumes every day. I've had a few interviews, but they always go nowhere. My divorce is almost final; we had to sell our house to pay off debts. I am living with my sister and her family, and have been since August. And last week I lost my pickup--I was visiting my youngest daughter and an impaired driver (bitch should not have been operating a motor vehicle) smashed into it. It's a total loss; my brother-in-law had to come get me and bring me back to my sister's place. So I lost my job, my wife, my house, and my truck. It's like I'm living in a bad country/western song.
There is no hope, no end in sight. I am tired of being sad and miserable. I am tired of fighting. I was staying alive for my kids, but they've moved on. Life has passed me by . . . everything has passed me by. It's time to leave this shitty world. So as soon as I get the rejection from the last job interview I had (this past Friday) I'm ordering a shotgun and shells. The date I picked is November 19, which would have been our 31st anniversary. I wanted to do it on my ex's birthday out of spite but that's not until February and I can't last that long. I live in California, so the shotgun and shells will be delivered to a local dealer. I'll see if they can hold it until the 19th; at that point I'll rent a car (I think some places send a shuttle to pick you up), go get the shotgun and shells, drive to a remote area, and catch the bus. It's better this way . . .
There is no hope, no end in sight. I am tired of being sad and miserable. I am tired of fighting. I was staying alive for my kids, but they've moved on. Life has passed me by . . . everything has passed me by. It's time to leave this shitty world. So as soon as I get the rejection from the last job interview I had (this past Friday) I'm ordering a shotgun and shells. The date I picked is November 19, which would have been our 31st anniversary. I wanted to do it on my ex's birthday out of spite but that's not until February and I can't last that long. I live in California, so the shotgun and shells will be delivered to a local dealer. I'll see if they can hold it until the 19th; at that point I'll rent a car (I think some places send a shuttle to pick you up), go get the shotgun and shells, drive to a remote area, and catch the bus. It's better this way . . .
