Think about this. I was happy. I lived in a place I enjoyed. I had friends that cared about me. The loss of my friend+covid caused my house of cards to collapse. His widow trying to grab everything she could, added more stress. It got so bad that I had thoughts you are not supposed to have. I know my other friend knew what I was going though. She pulled me out of that dark place. She asked me to help her. I owed her. The board knows the rest of the story. I feel no matter what I do this is the path I'm on. I'll be honest I want to turn it around but I'll have to wait and see what the future has in store for me
I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me-