  (And I bet you wondered if I was even going to go there! ) Yes, I went there. But as I was driving into the parking lot (I am doing this entry at a Starbucks in West LA), there was a quick headline on NPR: a study found that people who've just started taking anti-depressants are 40 (yes, forty! ) times more likely to attempt or commit suicide. Go figure! But then, David did figure it out.
Think of it. He's been saying it for years. Which brings us to David and his predictive capabilities. I can't wait what he will predict next! Anyway, for those who wondered, the attempt was (1) completely serious (as opposed a cry for help), and (2) I was not thinking of anyone else, or anyone else's reaction. I simply couldn't live with myself. Which is so ironic, since as I type this, I am listening "(I Can) Stand Up For Myself" by Army of Lovers! Life is like that at times, isn't it? So for those who are worrying, yes, I still have the ideations, but I am learning to live with them.
Just like I am learning to live with feelings (besides anger, that is!). It's a process. 
