Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.

~William Shakespeare

Sunday, February 6, 2011

PostSecret

When I drive, I fantasize about being in a bad car accident and dying so that death will keep me from suffering any longer.

Sunday 2/6 PostSecret

© 2011 by Jennifer M. Karn

5 comments:

Mrs. Smith said...

I understand these words perfectly.

MandyMy said...

Those same exact thoughts have passed through my mind MANY times. Hang in there love!

Boo said...

I laugh when I have a near miss with a truck whilst driving at 90mph on the motorway. I also laugh when we hit very bad turbulence, which unnerves people around me.

You are reacting sanely to an insane situation.

And I totally get it xx

The Cranky Crone, she lives alone! said...

My thoughts are with you, and your thoughts are with me.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for saying what I think about every time I am driving. I want the pain of missing my husband so much gone and I want to be with him in heaven.

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