This is not the first time I said this, but I surely hope that this will be the last.

Since 2020, I’ve noticed that I’m just going on this steady decline, and whatever I try to do to turn the tide, it just ain’t working. It’s just becoming worse and worse as the years drag on and it’s becoming more and more unbearable for me.

This won’t be the first time I attempt. I’ve tried a number of times last year and the years before, with the closest ones to success being my attempts in 2022 and 2023.

If my friends and family end up reading this, I just want them to know that I’ve always loved them even though I never really said it out loud a lot. I hope they live a more fulfilling life without me getting in the way.

My mother has been working abroad for years so I hope with me out of the picture, she could finally save up for retirement and go back home with my dad.

I hope my siblings could continue on with their lives knowing that they wouldn’t have to worry about keeping me, a failure of a brother, afloat.

I hope my friends would live happier lives knowing they have one less person to worry about.

I hope the people I have wronged would see my demise and celebrate the death of a person who has caused immeasurable pain and suffering in them.

I hope I finally find peace in whatever is ahead of me.