Life is amorphous. For some, it ends before it truly begins, for others, it ends far beyond it's meaningful journey has concluded. Yet, for everyone, life is a non-consensual affliction that we must reconcile with our own feelings and consciousness. I have wondered what the purpose of consciousness is since before I knew what being aware was. I knew that I never asked to exist, yet here I am. Life is not something you are provided the opportunity to grant concent towards, but you are forced to exist as a conscious being, inhabiting a form that traverses within the limited space that human beings currently occupy. Life is a disease and the only cure is something we will all experience. I attempted suicide on September 8th of this year. I purchased a cylinder of nitrogen and constructed an 'exit bag.' I was, and am, prepared to peacefully exit this life. However, in my exit, I did inform a dear friend of mine, Bonita Castro (don't research her name, there are over a thou
This is just a short story about a woman that intentionally did what she could to make my life a living hell, and after she succeeded, asked me to kill myself so that she wouldn't have to "deal with explaining what happened" to anyone. I would gladly testify under oath to every word that follows, but Shelby Sue Yohn, of Sunbury, Ohio, who works for Sanoh America in Mount Vernon, Ohio is genuinely evil. I met this succubus, Shelby Sue Yohn, while I was attending law school. By the time I had met her, she had already racked up a DUI and was driving under a suspended driver's license. She often drives company vehicles to avoid detection for driving under a suspended license, and I have some suspicion that her employer is aware of this, but I do not know for certain that Sanoh management allows it to occur, or are simply negligent in checking the status of their employees' license status. I was stuck in Ohio, with no friends or family nearby. I met her in the small