This is the saddest thing ever.
“I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out, and I thought how it is worse perhaps to be locked in. For you mom…the necklaces… For you, Nana & Papa… GingerSnaps (always reminds me of you)… For you Ingrid…The Happiness Project. And Dad…the Godiva chocolate truffles. I love you all… I”m sorry. I love you.
I don’t know who I am anymore. trying. trying.trying. I’m sorry. I love you…sorry again…sorry again…sorry again… How did this happen?” I’ve never been seriously depressed. I’ve never thought about suicide. I can’t imagine that kind of pain. But the other day I spoke with a man who was literally talked off the ledge on the Golden Gate Bridge. He was just moments away from jumping. He told me when he looked at the water all he saw was peace. Peace from his pain. Peace from his depression. Peace from his life.