Prologue

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I’m sorry. Really. I know you don’t believe me but I am.

It’s just to much now, all this. I can’t deal. I keep thinking, listening to the “It will get better,” but I’ve been listening to that for years. I can’t listen to it any more.

Happy? Never, I’ve never been truly happy, I cant be. But, Adam, when I was with you it was the closest to happy I’d ever been. Even painting, it never did for me what you did. It was a way out, to paint instead of cut, you know?

I should have told you a long time ago. Maybe things would have been different if I had. I love you Adam, I always have. You were so much to me. You always will be.

Don’t follow me, I know you said you’d follow me when I finally did it but don’t. I’m off to hell, Adam try and get to heaven. For me, please, don’t keep the promise. Because that’s the only thing I want for you, to be happy, to have a better life, without me, a normal life, without me.

You out of everyone will be able to figure out where I’ve gone. It’s in the painting’s I did and the notebooks I filled. I wont just say because I want you to have them, to know, then to throw them away, rid yourself of me once and for all.

Don’t follow me.

I love you.

But please, don’t find me.

Forget me

I love you

Jessie

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