Never did I think I would sit here and write my goodbye to you. Letting go and leaving had never been my strong suit as I am used to being left. They say goodbyes are bittersweet, but I can’t seem to taste the sweetness of my sorrow.

I leave you to end my miserableness, although I can’t help but think of your own. It pains me to know that I have caused you struggle, or will have, once you read this. By the time you get this I will have left.