I've penned countless letters to you, some filled with ungratefulness, others singing your praises. More often than not, I was ungrateful, and for that, I apologize. I blamed you for my misfortunes, but now I see: you are not the problem; I am. My mind is the trouble I can't flee.

This letter is to tell you I'm tired. My only motivation to keep living is you. If you could please take me far away from this world, or at least give me permission to leave. I want to end things so badly, to vanish into...