Anguish

Whenever I consider suicide my first worry is that I'll either be reincarnated as a cockroach or I'll be permanently banished to Hell, which would be the land of dryer sheets, tuned mufflers, and leaf blowers. So I usually decide to stick it out. My second thought is that I could never do this to my dog! I joke a lot about ending it all, which is why there isn't a danger I will do anything. It's when I stop joking about my pain and anguish that's when you should worry! Really.