Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Subway crash

Back when I lived in Toronto and rode the subway, I would always get on the first car and sit as close to the front as possible. I figured that if there was a head on crash, the chances of being killed would be higher.

That was just one of the twisted way my mind worked.

4 comments:

pjbrubak said...

At least it would be a (relatively) quick death.

sansanity said...

mmm actually my mind just kind of wanders to the what ifs of potential situations as they pop up.

big truck cuts me off and i wonder if i just didn't turn the wheel would it all be over...

do you find comfort in those thoughts? mine rather amuse me...

MB said...

My mind does that from time to time still (not as often as it used to). When I used to come to intersections I'd have to force myself to stop when the lights were red; for hours after I'd sit and replay the moment, and imagine not stopping.

My counsellor said it would always be a way of life for me, just to learn to live with those thoughts. I find comfort in the knowledge that unlike a lot of people, I don't fear death.

KansasSunflower said...

Oh Polar! It makes me so sad to think that you thought of things like that.

But...to be fair..I've done/thought of things like that in the past, too. And how many times have we prayed to God to just take our lives???

Thank God he hasn't - our disorder moods are temporary - when I look back and think of all I would have missed, I'm so happy that I didn't "end it all". I'm sure you do or will feel the same way.