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This type of thing is happening a lot. Someone goes off on a tangent and says "your mommy never bought you [whatever] and now you want to die", and then seem to forget I never mentioned [whatever] in the first place. Then they tell me I'm a piece of shit for killing myself over it. It's like they forget they're the one that mentioned [whatever] in
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A man of deep religious conviction whose house was endangered by rising floodwaters refused to evacuate as ordered by emergency officials.
"God will save me" he said.
When the water reached his yard, an emergency truck rolled through the street and stopped to try to talk him into coming along. He refused, insisting on staying at the only home he'd ever known. He waved them on.
"God will save me," he told them.
The waters rose higher. The first floor was flooded, and he climbed to the second floor of his home where it was dry. An emergency boat came by to try to remove him. He refused their offer of assistance.
"God will save me," he assured them.
And the waters rose higher still, forcing him out of the window and onto the roof where he clung to the chimney, battered by wind and rain. A day later the wind had calmed, but the rain continued and the waters rose. He straddled the very top of the roof. A rescue helicopter flew overhead, lowering a rope and harness. He was cold, wet and hungry, but he would not be swayed. Again, he refused their help, staying strong in his faith.
"God will save me," he insisted.
A day later, unable to maintain his grip, he was swept into the waters and drowned. When he arrived at Heaven, St. Peter shook his head and let him in. The man went to see God.
"Lord, I have always been your faithful servent. I believed that you would save me, but you let me perish! Why?"
And with a deep sigh, the Lord replied:
"I *sent* you a truck, a boat and a helicopter."
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