A Needed Will
I'm going to be completely honest in this entry, no sugar coating it. At home, there's a young women who is most desperatly worrying about me due to this disease. She's slightly older than me and loves me to death, but a while ago, she has become very sad. We talked on the phone about 3 weeks ago, and I just let her know what most other people don't know. I've accepted this disease, and I'm not fighting it. I told her that I can leave this world at any time. Even though I never said it, she relized what I was trying to say. I lost the will to live. There, I said it. I figured everyone else should know.
Latley, I've just been going out, getting drunk, hanging with girls I've known only for a few days, because I just don't care anymore. I relize this will upset many people, but this is just a result of my being. I was born with this, and I must leave this world to kill the strain. I don't want my children to have this sickness, and I don't want my loved one to suffer either. I'm sorry.
Latley, I've just been going out, getting drunk, hanging with girls I've known only for a few days, because I just don't care anymore. I relize this will upset many people, but this is just a result of my being. I was born with this, and I must leave this world to kill the strain. I don't want my children to have this sickness, and I don't want my loved one to suffer either. I'm sorry.