...and not tryin' to be funny....it's just that the metaphor works for me.

so I guess the question is how does one end a 20 year relationship with death especially with the gi-normous weight of depression upon one-self?

I simply got way too close one night, much closer than ever before, and I saw death for exactly what it was, a big liar! it wasn't going to make me feel better!...I realised my romance with death was actually going to kill me!

and so I cheated....right there in front of it and life was there waiting for me as it always had been.

...and life puts alot of demands on me now, but it won't let me down like death would have,

and...thats about it