Thanks to all who expressed concern here and otherwise.

I've only come back due to the amount of concern.

This is not a rash decision, nor has it been taken lightly.

Life has come to a point where it the option was to truly go insane as my world crumbled around me, take the ultimate exit, or to attempt to walk away.

I choose the latter.

I've been nutso before and, trust me, it ain't no fun being in a world unto your own, especially when no one notices. I went off my rocker and totally ruined my life, but did anyone say anything? Nope, not a word even though I was spouted off the craziest shit.

Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt.

Ain't goin' down that road ever again.

But aren't you doing something crazy, now?

Actually, yes, I am. This is totally whacked, but as far as I'm concerned it's better to do it now when I have an ounce of sanity than later when I'll be so far around the bend that I might just off myself to relieve the pain.

You see, I know how to do it right this time around. I know how to do it so that it gets done right the first time and knowing that I know is scary.

Right now, I'm in a position that I might just have to do something drastic and that doesn't make the camper feel all that well.

So, in a few minutes, I'm putting on my winter coat, hat, and throwing the backpack over my shoulder and hitting the road. I've got about six hours before I'll feel totally safe.

Wish me luck.

is still going through with this.