Suicide Note: Red Letters (Chapter 1)

The red letters seemed to jump off the page, taunting me with their finality. I sat at my desk, staring at the words that had been etched into my mind over the past few weeks. I had always been a writer, and these were the most important words I would ever pen.

I had been struggling for a long time, and despite the efforts of my loved ones, I just couldn't shake the darkness that had settled over me. It was like a thick fog that clouded my mind and suffocated my soul. I had tried everything to break free, but nothing seemed to work.

And so, I had come to the only conclusion I could see. It was time to say goodbye.

I took a deep breath and began to write.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I know this will come as a shock to you, but I just can't go on anymore. I know I should have reached out for help, but I was too afraid of being a burden. I didn't want to disappoint you or let you down.

But the truth is, I have been struggling for a long time. I have felt so alone, so lost, and I just couldn't see a way out. I know I should have trusted you, but I was too ashamed to admit how much I was hurting.

I'm sorry for the pain this will cause you. Please know that I love you both more than anything, and that I will always be with you in spirit.

I hope that you can find some peace and comfort in knowing that I am finally at rest.

With all my love,
[Dawood]

I sat back and reread the letter, tears streaming down my face. This was it, the final goodbye. I folded the letter and placed it in an envelope, scribbling their names on the front.

I took one last look around my room, at all the memories and possessions that had once meant so much to me. It all seemed so insignificant now, just a collection of material things that wouldn't matter anymore.

I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, where I had left a bottle of pills and a glass of water. My hand shook as I reached for the bottle, my heart racing with fear and regret.

I knew it was too late to turn back now. I had made my decision, and there was no going back.

I popped the pills into my mouth and washed them down with the water, tears falling freely from my eyes. I knew it would be over soon, and the pain and suffering would finally be at an end.

As I lay down on my bed, my vision starting to blur, I couldn't help but wonder what could have been. Had I reached out for help earlier, could things have been different? Would I still be alive, chasing my dreams and making a difference in the world?

But it was too late for those thoughts now. The darkness was closing in, and I was ready to let go.

I closed my eyes, and let out a deep sigh.

This was it. The end.

The end of the pain, the end of the struggle.

The end of everything.

Written and compiled
By @aduragbemi
Erinkitola A. Aduragbemi
January 7, 2023.

Chapter 2 will be out soon.