50 Ways to Leave the LaLa
[written a few days ago – today’s Fat Tuesday] I’ll share a secret with you that might not have been obvious at the time. In the summer of 2011, I considered taking my life. I would look outside at the bayou and dream about putting actual stones in my pockets and entering the bayou (and taking pills to ensure I didn’t come out). That’s how hopeless my life seemed to me then, that’s how trapped…