Thanks everyone for providing a place where people who suffer from such a myriad of issues can tell their stories. While I know none of you, it’s been nice for the last few weeks to have a site to go that I can read posts from people who ask a lot of the same questions I did. It’s allowed me to live semi-vicariously through your words in a world where I didn’t think I was so alone, so isolated. I read all the posts, commented where I felt I might have some insight, tried to be there for people who wanted someone to talk to. Truthfully, it’s given me more of a sense of usefulness than I’ve had in a really long time.
As my time draws to an end (I’ve determined I will be gone by the end of the month) I’ve realized though, that I cannot help people. I can’t give people advice that will help them through whatever it is their feeling. I wish I could, but what good are the words of a dead man? I may be around for the next few days, but I wanted to say this before I pay my debt.
So thank you all. Thank you for providing a last bastion of freedom for lost, and trapped souls. Thank you for those who reached out to me. Thank you most of all to any that I might have had some interaction with, and I hope I did something worthwhile with the last days of my worthless life.
Good luck to everyone, no matter what you’re choice is.
If you live, do it well.
If you die, do it well.