See, I’m not married (divorced twice) and never had kids. . . honestly didn’t want any, and I’m an only child, was an only grand-child and an only niece. . .
That’s on mom’s side of the family. My dad’s side of the family never wanted much to do with me since they completely blame my mom for causing my dad to have his first paranoid schizophrenic break. They’re probably right about that, but mom like didn’t do it on purpose. Plus, how small minded are they that they can carry over this blame onto a baby. I was a baby when this happened yet they can resent me? Yeah, like that makes sense.
Anyhow, so who will be with me when it’s time for me to kick the bucket? Some caregiver in a nursing home? No thanks.
I sincerely hope that BEFORE it’s too late, when I’m old and getting close – that I have the courage to take my own life. Must check into the Hemlock Society.
Having that kind of courage – when the time comes – God can you imagine!?
