lalla
Well-Known Member
We had been together for several years. He had never had a job. I didn't resent him for that but I could not take it any longer.
So he left yesterday without taking any of his stuff. I spent the night calling him and messaging him to no avail.
This morning, I found in my mailbox his cellphone, his insurance card and a letter telling me: I am killing myself. Thank you for everything. I love you.
I ran to the police station. Several hours after, I know he is dead. I will go identify the body tomorrow.
I don't even know why I'm writing this. It's distracting me from the reality I guess. I hurt so much I don't feel anything.
So he left yesterday without taking any of his stuff. I spent the night calling him and messaging him to no avail.
This morning, I found in my mailbox his cellphone, his insurance card and a letter telling me: I am killing myself. Thank you for everything. I love you.
I ran to the police station. Several hours after, I know he is dead. I will go identify the body tomorrow.
I don't even know why I'm writing this. It's distracting me from the reality I guess. I hurt so much I don't feel anything.