Found Note
Found Note
I am in poverty, Rent is terribly high, and I have a great job. I like what I do, I am busy, respected, proven. I cannot continue to support myself in a destructive pattern. My needs and demands are high and among my self interest for greater worth. I need to move on, back to my roots and develop a career where I can feel confidence, self worth, and passion for life. I am at ends with *_____. The future is a mere flicker of a candle that is not meant to be held by the puppeteer. The end of June is my last day. Please understand.
Later…
My knuckles seized to move, this is the end, we are nearly crying for the day.
The fight I battle from inner disbelief. The end to a self loathing experiment.
My stomach pits in disgust. My life is ending in every key stroke.
Sitting, with my face and the guilt in a coward’s tale of misfortune.
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