Tonight I'm finally going to do it. I don't know why, but I went on a bike ride today and something inside me finally just snapped in half. I couldn't even explain quite what or why. I've had episodes like this before, so I went home and decided to see if it would pass after a few hours. It hasn't.

I prayed for a sign. If fate permits, I'll take its hand and live. If it doesn't, I won't. I didn't ask for advice or guidance; I merely asked for a sign as to what to do or not to do, and I will accept the results of that.

No, you can't talk me out of it. No, you can't get me to rethink things. I don't want to hear it. If I felt things could change, I'd ask someone close to me for advice on my situation. I'm not telling anyone I know which means I've made my choice. If the divine winds steer me into life, I will listen. But as it stands now, I think my last thread has finally been pulled.