10-18-04
3:43 am
I thought I wasn't afraid of death.
Welcoming it with open arms at this point.
Tired of the fight and the struggle.
But now that I am faced with it head on.
It is a bigger mixed bag then I had thought.
I don't want to die but not for myself.
For those around me.
For myself I still welcome it.
I just am afraid of suffering anymore.
I guess the bigger question at this point is this.
Do I want to know that I am dieing.
Or do I want to just go on not knowing.
And the biggest question of them all.
After the way things have gone today.
Why do I even care if it would hurt them.
I don't even think they would notice.