I put a gun to my head, ready to end it all.

Woke up in a hospital. No drugs involved.

I drove myself there. The gun was in the glove compartment. Apparently, I self admitted through ED.

I remember NOTHING from gun to my head to waking up in the hospital.

Not sure if that qualifies as near death, but I think I was.

I am better now. That was years ago, I came close again recently, but this time I have answers about myself and a place to start.

Can we fucking not.

Yeah... But maybe never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake.

Try to take the time to care for your mental and emotional health when you need to, then, instead of stewing for years and years. I made the mistake of rolling with it, turned 35, and I'm lucky to still be here at 40.

Still struggling. Wish I'd spoken with someone years ago.

I work retail. People walk up to me like I'm a robot.

"Duck tape??" They just... Bark at me. I have gotten to the point that I refuse to tell them where something is until they treat me like a human being and ask a very simple question, "where's duck tape?"

My retirement plan is to die in the climate wars.

You missed Vladimir Putin and Pete Buttigieg!

On the anti-bird spikes. In the one small place I put them so that a nest wouldn't be right at my door and mama bird would try to attack my toddler. Seriously, no spikes a few feet away, you'll be fine. Nope. I know it's instinct or something to nest in a certain place each time, but come on.

First thing in the morning I chug a tall glass of water. Somehow that's actually made a healthy difference.

Wait, you guys have retirement accounts?

Yeah, and I'm fairly certain he bought the right to be called 'founder' of Tesla... From the founders.

"Became clear..."

At what point was it not clear? Form 4473 is really straightforward on this!