Vickie Moore is no more Her husband left her for another, she in turn took a lover, and another, and another, and yet another.... but it did not feel right.

"Oh dear husband, let us not fight come home and let us make it right." So home he comes, and stays awhile, but soon he is gone,

her heart torn in two. She was empty and filled with repressed rage, her negative thoughts jumped off the page.

Her work became her salvation, working long hours, caring not to be home or to socialize. Her manner seemed edgy, but she seemed the most loyal and dedicated worker......

but after 10 years at the same job, her card key did not work no good bye, and thank you so much, no excuses given, she was swept out the door like some much unwanted debris.

It did not take long, to hear the news, about what she had done. Vickie had placed the barrel of a shot gun in her mouth and pulled the trigger.

If only she would have loved her Self maybe she would have seen the Light, She may have avoided being her own victim......... sealing her own doom.