I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp into the water and I did go part way but I stopped. I went again and stopped. I then got out of the car and stood by the car a nervous wreck.
Now I'll read anytime anywhere. I love reading in front of the space heater. Isn't that a sad confession? But it's like my substitute for the roaring fireplace of yore.
