Life Is Fragile.
2011-09-16 
How do you know when you hit bottom? How do you know that it is time to try to climb? Before it's too late. Life is fragile. It's so easy to get out of it. And it's easy to get rid of it. I can think of myself sometimes that I think about it. That it is so easy. That I can put an end to all evil. Stop suffering. Avoid everything. It's horrible to think so, but they all do of course it atleast once in their lives. Other frequently. I think it almost every day. A terrible thought.
I know that I do not feel well. I'm not quite a hundred. Sometimes I would just go away. But I can not do it, I do not want to disappoint others in my vicinity. They believe in me. They wish me the best. And without them, then I would not be here. Without them, I do not have the stamina to continue. I would not even like to try. I would take that way out. It would I have done.
I do not know if I should thank those of you who are near me. Because you are there for me. You help me. You give me zest for life. You give everything a meaning. You support me. It is thanks to all of you I am still here today. Alive. Living the fragile life. Take care of it as best I can. It hurts still, but you all help me to heal. You all help me to be whole again.
notis; Detta är mitt 1999:e blogginlägg sen omstarten på Exeggutor.
