yaaaaI know that you are happy and that you are on the right path now. But a huge part of me still can't come to terms with it. It still seems to me that you're about to write or call, and everything will return to normal.
The night you left, I let you go, but until morning I lay in hell and delirium, hung in a noose
, mutilated myself, it hurt me.Since then, the world seems murky and insignificant, as if there is nowhere left to fall and all that remains is to rave about euthanasia, cruelly amputating from the memory of loved ones.
I talked to Vinik recently.He said, "I'm still waiting for him to walk through the door." And we were both silent. We hope you found what you were looking for. I'm letting you go. Thanks for everything. Be happy.