I almost did it a couple of years ago, kill myself that is, with a heart attack. Of course, I had a lot of other things besides stress to help that along. I smoked like a locomotive and ate like a starving buzzard. I didn't exercise worth a shit and I hadn't set foot in a doctor's office in a couple of decades. I was a mess...but I changed a lot of that. All except a very stressful work environment. I'm not sure that I can say exactly how many years off my lifespan struggling with a crappy job would take; but it certainly makes what time there is unpleasant, and like the saying goes "ain't nobody got time for that".
So what to do with my time?
That's where my new found mission comes in. More about that tomorrow.