I was supposed to have completed suicide last night. The day was set a month before I had run through the plan relentlessly, visualizing each step; anticipating how my body would react; how my will would falter; and how I would push through it all; side lining my fears, embracing the moment., cutting the cord. Just as I had done a thousands times before, over and over again, stuck tight in my mind. I was supposed to have completed suicide last night. But I didn't. |
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