I have tried and tried to fall in love with life again. To feel that spark again. But it never happened. Everyone in the world may disagree, though I doubt that would be the case, but I believe this has earned me the right to die. Part of me has been dead for a long time. But please know, feel it in your heart of hearts, that it wasn’t a lack of your love and attention that made me decide to do this. If anything, if it hadn’t been for you, I might have done this years ago.
Because I didn’t just owe it to myself to investigate my desire to die until, no metaphorical stone left unturned, I was absolutely certain of my choice, but I also owed it to you. You will be the ones that will have to let me go without having had a choice in the matter. And, in doing this, I will take control of a big
