Reveal and Commit I am a smoker
For the past eight years, I have been trying to kill myself at least fifteen times a day. It begins at seven in the morning while I sip my first cup of coffee. I make sure I use non-fat coffee creamer, along with a sugar substitute. I am really trying to cut down on my fat and sugar intake these days. It is known that neither one of them are good for the body. As I lean toward my kitchen window, I inhale the crisp morning air. What a beautiful day to kill a spirit. My efforts to bury myself my six-feet deep began one day while I was driving to New York. I had this sudden urge to do harm to my body. I was so bored with the five h
In between these attempts, I walk one mile during lunch and eat a healthy salad that consists of a light dressing. Prior to this, I am buckling my seatbelt. I told myself I would only do this a few times. Maybe tomorrow I will triumph over death. I stop at the grocery store to pick up dinner, which consists of a lean chicken breast, rice, and a leafy green vegetable. If I am in traffic, I might even try one more time for kicks. I have seen some horrific car accidents, and that certainly does not look like the way to go. Millions of Americans try to kill themselves every day. I never want to get obese, and put strain on my heart. There, I try one more time, to seal the deal with the grim reaper. Once my healthy meal is consumed, I drink one more glass of water with my daily multi-vitamin. Water is nourishing for you skin, and I want to avoid wrinkles for as long as possible.
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