Ugh. I know you're never logging onto this again, that you can't because you're gone. That things seemed so bad that you felt you needed to escape. And I know we hadn't talked in ages before then. But if I could tell you one thing, it'd be that I still think about you often, and that I wish things had turned out differently. I hope you found peace. You are missed sorely here, whether you knew you would be or not.