Melissa wasnt talking to me, my career was in the toilet, Id lost my Vegas contracts, Id been fired from Fox. Carson and NBC had put out such bad publicity about me. I was a pariah. I wasnt invited anywhere. I was a nonperson. At one point I thought, Whats the point? This is stupid. What saved me was my dog jumped into my lap. I thought, No one will take care of him. It wasnt a friendly dog — only to me. I adored this dog. He was theoretically a Yorkie; his mother cheated. His name was Spike. He was the way you want your dog to be, devoted only to you. I was sitting in this big empty house in Bel Air, with a phone with five extensions which we no longer needed. I had the gun in my lap, and the dog sat on the gun. I lecture on suicide because things turn around. I tell people this is a horrible, awful dark moment, but it will change, and you must know its going to change, and you push forward. I look back and think, Life is great. Life goes on. It changes. - Joan Rivers
Posted on: Fri, 05 Sep 2014 20:15:16 +0000
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