It’s ironic, really. I helped people for most of my life, be it in person or on the web, trying to get them to rethink their life choices, telling them it’s all right, and that suicide isn’t the answer. I guess now I know how they felt when the foot is on the other shoe. I truly am weak, pathetic, and stupid, and I have just proved them right.
I will be ending it shortly tomorrow. I have made letters stating my amends with all individuals I have wronged in my life and a goodbye letter to my love. My worldly possessions will be given away to those who I remembered standing by me during my darkest hour; I will not allow unauthorized individuals to come into my life and take what I did not give them. I cannot live another day with my condition, for the combined guilt, stress, emptiness, loathing, and insanity has drove me to this point here, today.
I love everyone, I’m sorry for everyone I ever hurt, I’m sorry it came to this, but this was the least destructive way I thought I could go out by.
Thank you for listening. I will have a hard copy of something similar to this on my person.