Darn you, Pema Chödrön! Why did you have to write all of those books... allow all of those video clips to be uploaded onto YouTube? Why do you make all of those quotes available every week so that they can be sent to me to read? I'm depressed, I'm ill, & I'm just plain worn down! I've had it, you hear me? I just want it all to end! No... I can write plainer than that... I just want to get rid of myself!

But every time I think I'm about ready to take another stab at it (no pun intended) I see your wrinkled old face & hear your gentle voice saying: "They're only thoughts, Skeez... like clouds drifting across a blue sky. They can't harm you. They can only try to trick you into harming yourself. Just breathe into them... accept them with compassion & lovingkindness... & let them drift away at their leisure. You could even put your hand over your heart as a sign of your acceptance of these misshapen little trolls. You can hold your seat, Skeez. You don't need to allow yourself to be carried off...

How on earth an I going to hit my delete button if every time my finger begins to move in that direction, you pop up & confront me with this unharsh reality I just don't know what I'm gonna do! Oh, see, here you are again...