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I had loaded the rifle and put it on the coffee table. I had a fishing line tied to it.
It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and my blood alcohol level was twice the legal limit for the State of Tennessee. My ten-year-old daughter was in the front with me, and she escaped serious physical injury, but her emotio...
"I catch myself staring down at my hands because I feel like that I’m watching myself play to the true audience, which is God."
"I feel like I have been plugged into this eternal power source"....
But I couldn’t escape the idea that suicide would be a good escape. It was like I was holding on the casket of my wife, and as morbid as it sounds was like I was being buried. I remember picturing myself breaking my grip with...
