[ WP ] `` Make sure you tell me how it went . ''

I'd been thinking about doing it for a long time. Months, probably. Life was simply tormenting me. I knew I was going nowhere, and I knew there was nothing I could do about it. 
 
 Nobody really listened to me. Nobody really cared. Nobody even pretended to care. There were times when I thought I was thinking too hard, or perhaps being selfish, but that only made me doubt myself even more. 
 
 This vicious cycle of drugs and alcohol threw me further and further into this pit of despair. It provided relief, temporarily, but it only made things worse. From where I stood, I had two options: 
 
 End it now, free myself from this hell on earth. Or, I could continue to battle life, feigning hope that it would get better... 
 
 I needed help. 
 
 `` I've got some important issues I need to sort out... to think over, Mum.'' 
 
 `` Okay, be sure to tell me how it went!'' 
 
 And at that, I opened the door of the flat, and headed for the roof.
