Not so long ago, I was where you is right now...when you realize you been dying for a long time and just want it to stop. I tried to drown myself, but I was saved, I thought I was all alone, but someone reached a hand out and showed me I wasn't. I don't know if I should reach a hand out to you. I'm not sure you deserve to be saved. Things you done, blood on your hands...my daughter, she survived you, but how many others haven't? Tom was, I would have sat here and watched you pull that trigger, maybe even done it myself. But something in my heart has shifted recently. And I'm glad for it because it's let me start to forgive myself. We don't have to keep feeding the darkest part of ourselves.

Ernestine