[ CW ] Kill the writer in first-person narrative .

I felt like my eyelids were being dragged down over my field of vision with every passing second. Heavy weights were attached to my eyelashes, and I could n't keep on lifting. 
 
 Nobody knew yet. I had n't really dared to tell anybody, cause I guess I never want to upset anybody. There were n't many people who cared about me, but I was too scared of those who did becoming upset for me to be open about my condition. 
 
 Julie cared. Sweet Julie, who'd been blind enough to marry me. Kind enough to start a family with me. I do n't mind having lived a life with Julie, I just ca n't bear to think how she'll react to the cancer. How she'll react to knowing that I hid the truth. How she'll react to hearing I had two months left. 
 
 Right now, as I drove my ancient sedan up to the bridge which joint the island to the mainland, I did n't want to think about that. I just wanted to get to work and enjoy another dull and dreary day at the office. 
 
 But right now, I could n't think of anything but that. These minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days, but these last two months felt like they would go by in the blink of an eye, slowly slipping out of my grasp, as I slowly slipped out of existence. I could n't bear another second of it. 
 
 I pulled up the car, took out a pen and paper, and began to scribble away: 
 
 *I'm not a very spontaneous person. But I'm being spontaneous now, as I write this. So Julie, my beloved wife, I want you to know that you mean the world to me. I know I'm not the same man you married, but you've been gorgeous as ever throughout these last 10 years. And I want you to know that if I was stronger, I would tell you this in person, but I'm not strong. I'm a coward who's about to take a coward's way out. * 
 
 *George and Lily, my two beautiful twins, I want you to know that whilst life may appear hard, we all have to struggle through, and you've got to be strong. Daddy's gon na miss you, but I know that you're both going to grow up to be beautiful individuals. You're so special in every way, it makes me tear up with pride. * 
 
 *Maybe I'll see you all again someday, in a nicer place. * 
 
 *Love - Michael* 
 
 Life began to blur together as I took up my stance on the railing of the bridge, ready to fall. A lone tear dripped from my eye as I contemplated what was happening, and with a drop it merged into the river below me, disappearing forever, just another tear. 
 
 And I was just another man. 
 
 I stepped forwards, and shut my eyes. Memories of home, of Mom and Dad, of school, they all raced through my mind as I fell. It seemed like I spent an eternity in limbo, balancing, caught in the air as I fell. 
 
 Yet all things must come to an end. 
 
 A sharp pain rocketed through my body, and I felt my limbs go numb. For a second I almost panicked, but I thought it would be a shame to spend my last seconds on earth worrying about something I could n't control. I pulled my mouth into a smile, and let the darkness carry me away.
