well, i do. i remember when i got into my first little fender bender. i'd been driving for a few months and i was getting of central in dallas, to head home. all the cars suddenly came to a halt and i just wasn't quick enough with the breaks. go figure i slammed into a classic bmw car and the guy inside was a personal injury attorney. he came over to my window, noticed how shooken up i was and told me, "shit happens. then you die.". i couldn't even believe my little 16 year old ears at the time. i thought he was crazy and brushed myself off and drove home.
fast forward almost nine years later...
i now know the meaning of this phrase. and today i feel like i'm going to die.
what the phrase doesn't tell you is that between all that shit you have to move on, keep breathing, work, have friends, be with your family, try to act like everything is ok until it actually becomes ok. but really all you want to do is just die.**
so with all that said, i'm not sure i'll be blogging anymore. i'm sorry. i just don't know if i can keep doing it.
when you want to die, you just don't want to do anything else.
if i change my mind, you'll know.
**side note: i do not literally want to die. i just want to curl up in a ball, throw the blanket over my head and never come out. that kind of die.
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