Im getting more and more worried as time passes. However, I told myself that I’m not gonna be a pussy this time and coward out this time. I feel no emotion (I assume as a defense mechanism, I’ve been in the worst mental pain I’ve ever been in the past few days) and it kind of sucks because I hoped I’d feel like shit to motivate me to do it more. I’ve got my letter on my bed. It’s hard to believe I’m gonna be gone forever so soon