Here I am at the edge

Suicide is becoming an option  I can understand why farmers commit suicide.  You work this month to pay off last month's overdraft, and then what?   The cycle begins again.    There has to come to the point when you realize there is no end to the cycle. It is at this stage that you do what many people think is unforgivable, and kill you.   I am not a farmer, but the situation is the same for me. I see no end to my debts, if I don't kill myself, I may walk out of my life and end up somewhere where nobody knows me.

Quote from the 16th Century John Bradford 's quote is my credo I may not have the best of health but some years ago I learned to be grateful for what I have. I have always been a man of simple pleasures ; I'm perfectly happy with a bag of fish and chips sitting on the dock watching the waves, I don't need a lot of money to be happy - mainly because I never had a lot money. Years ago, before I almost died in my sleep, I learned to accept what I had and enjoy what the Lord had given me. I knew sooner or later I would end up in a wheelchair, but I was determined to fight the battle to the last and I am still fighting - ten years on. My health is declining by the day but I apprecite that many people never lived as long as me, for what health I have I am grateful. Fighitng the battle has enabled me to visit Lac La Biche , in     Canada  and return to Scarborough one last time.

Back from the brink When you're down - which I am at the moment - you tend to get stranger than usual ideas and in my case, that says a lot.  Last night I was chatting with some good friends about my decision to declassify myself as a writer as I haven't done anything more than this blog all year, and I am not worried - which would usually worry me. During our chat, the subject came to mind that I almost died in my sleep two years a short story called Death of a newshound   https://www.draft2digital.com/book/62636   has been   written about the night. FREE READING  That's correct this harrowing story is free on Draft2Digital . I must warn you, my friend Julia who read the story, asked me to change a few things so my friends wouldn't get scared. Such is my talent at writing, even now, I write so well I can scare people who know me well. The night in question came at the end of a week when I almost choked to death twice, and I was worn out from...