I mean, like, gone. I do know you tried your best and accepted me when I came out to you as bi earlier this week. I know you told me "nothing is gonna change, ever! You put a very awkward face when you started to ask me about my "male crushes" and all I could say was "Mark Wahlberg"
And yet, why not? I can anticipate all sorts of ethical objections having to do with decency, and I share some of those sentiments. Let us not forget, however, that death has often been a literary occasion: And in many cases, especially those involving mental illness, death seems so needless, so extreme.
Such was the case with Woolf, who drowned herself after a long struggle with what would probably be called today bipolar disorder. Her suicide note, written to her husband Leonard, is a haunting and beautiful document, in all its unadorned sincerity behind which much turmoil and anguish lie.
See a scan of the handwritten note at the top, and read the full transcript below. Dearest, I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate.
So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be.
I don't think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can't fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know.
You see I can't even write this properly. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good.
I want to say that - everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness.
I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been.Rose McGowan is sticking up for her pal, Asia Argento.. In a lengthy statement released on Monday -- penned three days after Anthony Bourdain was found dead of an apparent suicide -- the year.
Such a good letter. I once was in this exact place. I remember feeling like things would never be better and I could not figure a way out. I’m so thankful to my best friend. A PERSONAL NOTE FROM PETE PAPAHERAKLES.
On Monday morning, I received a phone call that completely turned my world upside down. Nothing could have prepared me for it. The call was from Victor’s son, Josh, informing me that Victor had just committed suicide..
I felt like a truck had just run over me. Was this some kind of a practical joke? Was it a dream? Dear Best friend I told you this day would come, I told you how miserable I was and how much my life sucked. I wasn't pretty or skinny, I didn't feel loved and I was so sick of being put caninariojana.coms: 3.
I am glad you are reading this, because if you are, it means that at least some part of you believes there is a chance you can be helped.
I hope you can spare a .
People love you for it; but some people are just too blind to see how amazing you are. You don’t need the approval or love of everyone around you.
You have the approval and unconditional love of your family, and your closest friends. We will always have your back through thick and thin. We will always fight to keep you safe and happy.