reisen55

And sometimes it ends in odd ways.  This weekend traveled down for grand daughter's bat mitzvah in Atlanta and put our three dogs into Camp Bow Wow for care.  Winston, our 15  year old schnauzer,...

It has been some time since I posted here, a good sign really as I learned that people write here when they are generally feeling pretty poor and lousy.  Well, I am on medication for stress and also...

Not in a bad way, but tomorrow my daughter becomes married and tonight I had dinner with my sister, repairing a 15 year broken relationship all due to a hospital stay and a reconsideration of all...

SURPRISE - it was not pnemonia but 5 days in Good Samaritan Hospital, room T345 and life changes.  Always does when the fellow in the white nightgown, as W. C. Fields called him, touches your...

I am having heart troubles and my spouse does not give a rats ass.  Wish I was dead and working now to achieve this end. 

Closing down the shop here for a while, I am tired of postings and need distance from this.  True this is a chat board but it is a poor substitute for real friendships and such.  Computers are a...

Another huge fight, another hopeless night.  My chest pounding has produced tangible results too.  I am short of breath now constantly and if a heart attack comes along it will not be too soon for...

That if I write a positive journal entry and report that stress is normal and life is fair and good, nobody responds.ButIf I wrote that I am suicidal as hell and want to jump off a bridge, THAT GETS...

Chest pounding continues, she continues to nag and attack and we cannot even enjoy one night of peace.  I want to bring on a heart attack and I am doing a damn good job of it.  Anyway off of this...

For the past week I have been micro-managed to death by my wife, who I shall call Fastrada.  Look up the wife of Charlemagne and you get an idea.  Even little things such as "turn on the turn...

I am picking up my business cards on consulting and throwing in the towel, anything I find is good but clients are not paying on time and I am broke.  Do not want to wake up in the morning anymore.

About money, cursing, yelling, screaming.  Want to end it all.

I am again reaching another end point, my finances are nill and my clients are delaying in sending checks.  My wife simply requests and demands money that I do not have and I am sick of depression...

With wife, we hate each other now and between money issues, depression and stress I am falling apart. Again and again.  Once again suicide is an option.  God please kill me.

I am getting an apartment and leaving my wife.