I have to start with an apology for the quality of this suicide note.
I would not blame anyone reading this if they found it trite and corny.
You see, I am very insecure about my writing.

To the matter at hand. Yes, the news is correct. I have taken my own life (properly). And most likely, I've looked for help beforehand. But, as outlined in the other drafts, there's no use running from the train.

I have thought long and hard about whether I should mention this or that person but what's the point of it all? You all have different perceptions and memories of me. Mentioning people would just cause unneeded guilt and harm. Just know that I loved and appreciated every one of you in my life.

In fact, I loved being alive and find it a shame I that I'm not anymore.

There was more of this beautiful experience waiting for me and I didn't even wait out the bad part.

But no use crying over spilt milk. Trigger's been pulled, wrists slit. I just hope I made enough memories for people. So live on for me. Keep those memories alive cause I'm not that's for sure.

See you in the future?