I don't know why, but I feel as if I have been hit by a mudslide. I thought I was doing pretty good, in fact on Sunday I was on a high because I had felt QMM's presence. And, out of nowhere, I started slipping. As I was walking on a path that I thought would be twisted, but tolerable, I lost my footing along the way. And I slipped. I tried, to get up, but then the mudslide overcame me. It fell over me, and panic set in.
I just want to die. Die. It would free me. From agony. From the sensation of not being able to breathe. There are so many people who want to live. Parents who have cancer, and have yet to see their children grow up. Children with life threatening diseases, who have yet to experience life. Let them live, let me go. Please release me. Let me be with them. This is intolerable.
QMM, AMM, please. I am drowning and I don't care anymore.
