Those nights, sometimes you just have those nights.

Those nights that tear everything that you believe in apart.

The nights where you just want to grab a .22 and blast your head.

When all you can think about is how much you hate yourself.

 

The nights where everyone is ignoring you.

The nights that all you can’t think that nobody loves you.

The nights where you forget that you have a kid, and nothing else matters.

When you feel that no one cares about your life, and in reality, neither do you.

 

What can you do?

 

You can look forward in time, and realize that you would miss your kid’s teenage years.

You can realize that you haven’t gone to all those concerts that you want to experience.

You can remind yourself that there might not be an afterlife, and you’re taking away everything that you have.

 

you can call me, at any time to remind you that I love you.