Do you imagine yourself preparing for your own suicide?
Because I do. In the most non-pessimistic/sadistic way possible, I think I'm going to enjoy writing a suicide note where I blame everyone and expose every lie, memory, experience and gratitude I have in my heart. I love that I can berate anyone and they can't do anything about it. (P.S. you're probably already thinking that I'm very very sick. Trust me, I'm not.)