I think I’m going to disable the site shortly. I’ve done so well at being isolated and there is comfort in that, and I don’t want to feel like I’m out there in any way anymore.
I think I’m getting close to dying. I realize now that it’s going to have to be impulsive at some level or I’ll never do it. There’s always some hope somewhere, but I know it’s irrational.
The people who could have helped me knew who they were and they knew how desperate I was. They chose to stay silent, to not reach out, to not do the right thing.
I’m just done. I’m tired.
I want to end.
I’m not even saying goodbye to the world but only the one I had imagined. It was never real but I miss it the same.
I have nothing more to say or offer.