I am FINE!!!
I would like to reiterate the fact that my other journal is FAKE!!!
Someone *coughCOFFEYcough* never got the memo that it was a fake journal that was made in order to psych my dad out, and thought that I had actually contemplated suicide. No. I love life, and even if I wanted to committ suicide, I'm too afraid of pain to kill myself. I am a firm supporter of the saying "No parent should have to put their child in the ground." Knowing the grief that goes on after one is dead, I could never put my parents or any of my friends through that kind of pain. I think it's selfish and it's a coward's way out. Under no circumstances do I think it is acceptable at all. Okay, well...Except for the people who have been fighting leukemia or cancer or whatever and they're in the hospital and in so much pain that they just can't take it anymore. I even struggle to agree with that.
My great grandfather committed suicide when I was in 8th grade. He was a great man, but he was a coward. He put my great grandmother in so much pain. He was the second man that she was married to. He was also her second husband to kill himself. ...If I was a widow x2, I couldn't even imagine the kind of guilt and grief I'd be putting myself through. I'd start to think there was something wrong with me. ...Not that I think my great grandmother should have done such a thing, but knowing me, and knowing how I blame myself for everything, I'm pretty sure that would be something that would cross my mind.
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In happier news...
So, I went out to Khol's this weekend b/c I needed a new pair of flip flops. ...Well, I got them. :-D I also got a new push up bra and matching panties. YAY!!!! I absolutely love the push up bra, b/c it's the equivalent of giving my boobs a giant hug. It's like "I LOVE YOUR BOOBIES!!! YAY!!!" Haha. Wearing it at my dad's was rather amusing. I put it on and was amazed by all my cleavage. Donna kept laughing at me. *Strikes a pose* It makes me feel... *Assumes the super star stance* ...sexxehhh... Lol. But yeah, it's cool. It's black with red polka-dots. It kind of makes me want to prance around my room in my underwear. ...Yay!!! Lol. Okay, so I'm done talking about my new lingerie. ...Not that anyone cares. Heh.
Anyway. ...Well... That's all I have to say for now I guess. Tootles.
Someone *coughCOFFEYcough* never got the memo that it was a fake journal that was made in order to psych my dad out, and thought that I had actually contemplated suicide. No. I love life, and even if I wanted to committ suicide, I'm too afraid of pain to kill myself. I am a firm supporter of the saying "No parent should have to put their child in the ground." Knowing the grief that goes on after one is dead, I could never put my parents or any of my friends through that kind of pain. I think it's selfish and it's a coward's way out. Under no circumstances do I think it is acceptable at all. Okay, well...Except for the people who have been fighting leukemia or cancer or whatever and they're in the hospital and in so much pain that they just can't take it anymore. I even struggle to agree with that.
My great grandfather committed suicide when I was in 8th grade. He was a great man, but he was a coward. He put my great grandmother in so much pain. He was the second man that she was married to. He was also her second husband to kill himself. ...If I was a widow x2, I couldn't even imagine the kind of guilt and grief I'd be putting myself through. I'd start to think there was something wrong with me. ...Not that I think my great grandmother should have done such a thing, but knowing me, and knowing how I blame myself for everything, I'm pretty sure that would be something that would cross my mind.
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In happier news...
So, I went out to Khol's this weekend b/c I needed a new pair of flip flops. ...Well, I got them. :-D I also got a new push up bra and matching panties. YAY!!!! I absolutely love the push up bra, b/c it's the equivalent of giving my boobs a giant hug. It's like "I LOVE YOUR BOOBIES!!! YAY!!!" Haha. Wearing it at my dad's was rather amusing. I put it on and was amazed by all my cleavage. Donna kept laughing at me. *Strikes a pose* It makes me feel... *Assumes the super star stance* ...sexxehhh... Lol. But yeah, it's cool. It's black with red polka-dots. It kind of makes me want to prance around my room in my underwear. ...Yay!!! Lol. Okay, so I'm done talking about my new lingerie. ...Not that anyone cares. Heh.
Anyway. ...Well... That's all I have to say for now I guess. Tootles.