Posted by AdaGrace on August 15, 2005, at 23:33:56
In reply to Re: Rant » AdaGrace, posted by Susan47 on August 15, 2005, at 18:00:50
I am standing there with you on that bridge looking over the railing. I see peace and serenity there, but fear that I would not die. I fear that there would be more pain to endure.
Which is worse. Dying because I hurt so much, or living with the thought that my death would mean nothing to him. He wouldn't even know. He wouldn't mourn me. He wouldn't wish he had done things differently. He wouldn't know. And he wouldn't care if he did.
Having felt his body next to mine...his hands on my skin, his breath in my ear makes it no easier to get over losing him. Those things i live with daily. Those things i relive nightly in my dreams.I have no reason to live other than the realization that dying would not make a difference.
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