December 9th, 2005
|04:50 pm - On suicide. . .|
If you submitted an email to me via the CGI email form on my website on Nov. 10, 2005, stating that you were going to commit suicide as a joke, you'd do well to let me know who you are before I find out through other channels. Just because you can make a post anonymously and scare the shit out of me does not mean you should.
It is not funny. I am not laughing. I will be much more forgiving if I hear it from you than if I hear it from my webhost.
If it was not a joke, and you didn't go through with it, please, please let me know and I swear to all the Gods I know that I'll get you some help, won't pass judgement, and will be there for you. All you have to do is ask. You know how to get ahold of me.
Current Mood: crushed
Current Music: "Frenchman for the Night", -JB
What kind of person would joke about something like that?
Ye Gods. That sucks.
Well, wasn't me. I've been blissfully suicidal-impulse-free for a few months now. Not that I would have sent such a thing. Ever.
Oh that's horrible. I hope whoever did it didn't go through with it and is getting help if it is real and if it's a joke,I hope someone bitchslaps the person.
-Heather (also thankfully suicidal-thought free for many months now)
I swear to all the Gods I know that I'll get you some help, won't pass judgement, and will be there for you. All you have to do is ask.
It wasn't me, but thank you for this. I wish there were more people in the world like you.
:( I'm sorry that had to happen. Rough. Please let me know when you find resolution -- not names, but a simple indication that a resolution has been found. This is not the kind of thing you want hanging over your head. :(
On a less gloomy note, on my way home I stopped at a random gas station. I impulsively purchased the last golden apple in the basket at the checkout. I then drove back behind the gas station and pegged it out the window, and proceeded to turn the wrong direction and head down a straight, empty, perfectly dark road. There were no buildings, no intersections, no nothing... just this bizarre black road leading off to gods know where, surrounded by snow. My pop fell over and began to fizz wildly in its container so I had to grab it and drive with one hand, but all the while I was laughing, feeling pretty damn good. Eventually I turned around, but for just a moment I was headed nowhere on a road my tires had never touched before.
I made two good decisions yesterday. :)