Would people care if I died tonight? Would by spouse? My baby?
What would happen to them? What would that first day be like?
The baby would be left with s corpse all day in all likelihood and my body would be discovered around 6- earlier if a concerned neighbor heard the screams of a hungry child with a soiled diaper.
Even after thinking about how horrific the suffering of others would be I’m not opposed to killing myself if I could ensure I’d be found in the morning so as to keep the baby from mind altering levels of fear and pain.
I guess I might as well either start getting happy or start getting dead if these thoughts keep up
