When I arrived home, I found that mom had fixed the dinner issue. She called her sister, Aunt Esparanza over for help. And it was beyond bearable; I wished for an earthquake or a flood to take me away. That woman never let us swallow any piece of the stakes she brought without her spitting some harsh critizism to either me, or mom, or both! So, I ended up excusing myself early, and went straight to my room.In my dark personal space, I bypass Finneas, The Paper Kite, and Linkin Park for some ambient music. I fish through my desk for a stranded beef jerky, and tell myself to get over it. There are different ways to die. There’s jumping off a roof and there’s slowly poisoning yourself with the salted flesh of another every single day.I sign onto the computer, and start typing:January 17: According to the New York Times, nearly 20 percent of suicides are committed by poison, but among doctors who kill themselves, that number is 57 p
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