My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.

Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.

Would I cheat to save my soul? No. But to save my G.P.A.? Yes.

I won't be alive so I won't care who finds me.

Yet, when we talked, when we were together, she seemed so familiar. Seemed to know who I was, where I was coming from. She knew me better than I knew myself, I think. She was easy to be with. And I wanted to be with her, like all the time.

No one ever found out what was happening inside me. How the pain was eating me away. No one ever came to my rescue, or stood up for me.

There's always a way out. All you have to do is take it.