Bucket tried to kill himself yesterday.
He decided to lie down in the middle of the street and wait for a car to hit him.
A little boy that I babysit ran in the house to tell me. I ran to get Bucket, just as a car narrowly missed him.
Missy saw what was happening, and took Tiger, my babysit boy, and Roscoe the dog out for a walk while I dealt with Bucket.
I said, "Why were you lying in the street?"
He said, "I wanted to die."
I said, "Why did you want to die?"
He said, "Because life is too painful here on earth."
My heart is breaking.