August 28, 2022
I’m sorry. For the words left unsaid, for never even saying anything. I’ve been gone for a while. And I’m sorry. Being here was detrimental to me, as I remembered things long lost, long forgotten, long buried. I wish I did not remember. It is so tiring holding these burdens upon myself, the words I never spoke, the memories I left behind, to rot. I haven’t said a single thing, and I’m so sorry for not doing so. Every word that I don’t say is like a boulder thrown unto my back, and I do not know how much longer I could handle that. The truth is, I’ll be gone soon. For who knows how long. But I feel it. Encompassing me within its grasp. The monster, the whisper that I spoke of long ago is nothing but a mere joke now, so I assure you it’s not them. But it’s corroded my core, and I don’t know why, for all I know I’ll be consumed by it for ABPA- well, that’s not too good of a comparison now- knows how long. But you will see me again. Just, uh... Just think of it as a prolonged work break. You’ll see me again one day. I hope. It’s so loud, it’s too loud here, anyways. But please, remember me in your hearts, okay? And don’t be sad. I’ll be here in spirit. Just remember: I’ll see you again, I promise.
Goodbye.
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