The only thing I’ll regret when I ultimately take my own life is that I’ll never know the reactions of those who knew me. I’ll never know who will break down. I’ll never know who will go numb. I’ll never know who will feel indifferent. I’ll never know who will sit at my grave. I’ll never know who will never know. I can only sit and speculate who cares the most and who doesn’t care at all during the hour of my death.















