Sharon. Why? Why did you take your life? People are stumbling around in ruins...lashing out, lying, not following your wishes. I hear this and want to SCREAM! I am so fukked up now! I don't trust ANYONE. I try to hold on to you in my heart. But, bullets keep hitting me! The truth is elusive. Everyone seems to know it but me. That is nothing new. Ever the ingenue. Why doesn't anyone ever discuss suicide? If they did, people could be saved. My house is burned down! 2 f***** years of h*** and your suicide to top it off. Now people are haters, taking sides...when we all should be supporting one another. Nobody wants to talk about it. So, I go to a shrink that I can't afford to stay alive. I try to swim in this bowl of guacamole. People are mean. They lash out. I just try to love them. But, here I am up all night with no one to call after cryin' my f***** eyes out. This is my anger and frustration Sharon!