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goingrealsoon
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- Apr 16, 2021
- 25
The thing that crushes me every day is how my absense will affect the people I care about. I don't want to hurt or harm anyone for any reason, but I know this will. I've wrtten letters to explain my plight and tried to answer as many questions as might come up. Of course, I will abysmaly fail at this because there will envariably be questions and self blame and a slew of what if's that I just can't account for. It's just that shock for them and those mountains of questions and grief. I minimally rationalize that if I were to die a natural death before them, they would experience grief, but I don't think it will be the same. As I move closer to my end I am becoming more broken hearted than ever. A friend is talking to me. He knows of my plan. He is scrambling to provide me with alternatives and I can barely talk I am so full of saddness, regret and remorse for putting any of this on him. He is a compassionate friend, in fact the only person in the world I could trust to share my story with. I feel panicked all the time and keep practicing my method and keep meditating on those final moments. I want a peaceful end, a resolute end with a smidge of bravery. I want to journey with determination, calm and perhaps even a smidge of appreciation for the aspects of my life that invigorated, inspired, or availed some brief moment that all things in this cosmos felt aligned.