I am not for a second feeling sorry for myself. My life is what it is. I made my bed, and I have to sleep in it. I also don't necessarily agree with the fanfare this guy went out in, I simply found it interesting getting an unclouded look into the mind and the reasonong of someone who made this decision. Not in a snap, emotional sense. But a methodically thought out way. It is obvious that nobody truly cared about this guy, as he planned this through for an entire year, and nobody had so much as a clue how he felt.
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