The red letters seemed to jump off the page, taunting me with their finality. I sat at my desk, staring at the words that had been etched into my mind over the past few weeks. I had always been a writer, and these were the most important words I would ever pen.
I had been struggling for a long time, and despite the efforts of my loved ones, I just couldn't shake the darkness that had settled over me. It was like a thick fog that clouded my mind and suffocated my soul. I had tried everything to break free, but nothing seemed to work.
And so, I had come to the only conclusion I could see. It was time to say goodbye.
I took a deep breath and began to write.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I know this will come as a shock to you, but I just can't go on anymore. I know I should have reached out for help, but I was too afraid of being a burden. I didn't want to disappoint you or let you down.
But the truth is, I have been struggling for a long time. I have felt so alone, so lost, and I just couldn't see a way out. I know I should have trusted you, but I was too ashamed to admit how much I was hurting.
I'm sorry for the pain this will cause you. Please know that I love you both more than anything, and that I will always be with you in spirit.
I hope that you can find some peace and comfort in knowing that I am finally at rest.
With all my love,
[Dawood]
I sat back and reread the letter, tears streaming down my face. This was it, the final goodbye. I folded the letter and placed it in an envelope, scribbling their names on the front.
I took one last look around my room, at all the memories and possessions that had once meant so much to me. It all seemed so insignificant now, just a collection of material things that wouldn't matter anymore.
I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, where I had left a bottle of pills and a glass of water. My hand shook as I reached for the bottle, my heart racing with fear and regret.
I knew it was too late to turn back now. I had made my decision, and there was no going back.
I popped the pills into my mouth and washed them down with the water, tears falling freely from my eyes. I knew it would be over soon, and the pain and suffering would finally be at an end.
As I lay down on my bed, my vision starting to blur, I couldn't help but wonder what could have been. Had I reached out for help earlier, could things have been different? Would I still be alive, chasing my dreams and making a difference in the world?
But it was too late for those thoughts now. The darkness was closing in, and I was ready to let go.
I closed my eyes, and let out a deep sigh.
This was it. The end.
The end of the pain, the end of the struggle.
The end of everything.
Written and compiled
By @aduragbemi
Erinkitola A. Aduragbemi
January 7, 2023.
Chapter 2 will be out soon.