Dear everyone,
You couldn't understand how this feels.
To feel helpless. To feel that everything and everyone is against you. To feel like the only thing that would help the pain is death.
But with death, more pain erupts. Those few who care, those few who love me, will be in pain that I am now gone.
I wish the pain for them would not exist. Yet, the pain for me is ever so heavy, ever so present.
So I regret the decision to leave. To go. I am truly and deeply sickened with sorrow for you. It's unfortunately my time. Life is just too much.
You can not understand.
I know you'll hurt, but maybe things will be better without me. Things will go on. Life as you know it will. I can not. My life will end. Today. Now.
I will miss you as I am sure you will miss me. For now, this is goodbye. I'm sure we'll see each other soon. Next time, I will not be faking this expression. I will not be pained again to make the decision I have. Goodbye.
-Kyle
