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This is Danny's suicide note from August 22, 2016 when he was on no psychotropics. This text box does not allow either underlining or strikethroughs, but I am transcribing it as accurately as I can from Danny's handwritten original. Here goes:
Suicide notes seem so awfully tacky, cliché, and so much unlike me that it took me a while to decide to write one. I thought the spontaneity of a cheesy one liner would be more my style. However, the confusion racked up in the past 17 years, especially within the past couple of days, definitely merited an explanation. Truthfully, all that hubbub about college was more about me realizing how my life is going nowhere. I do not have the motivation, drive, courage and/or strength to know what the hell is even happening around me when someone else isn’t there to tell me what to do and when to do it. That’s not something that can be fixed over the course of however the fuck long I feel like saying. Christ.
I don’t know. I guess I was just a loony the entire time. Merely waiting for when it comes time to put me away in a funny farm. I know that people like that just can’t be fixed and I’d hate to feel more of a burden that I already do. I guess that I could’ve had the balls to stick with it for a few more years, but then I know what people who do that end up doing. Fuck, english is just completely failing me right now.
I just got real tired of all the pity and making everyone worry. Sure, I must ‘ve looked real slick. I think back to these pictures, and even I just see a piteous wretch. I’m sick of that. I didn’t want anybody to worry, but if you keep bottling it up some things just leak out.
I know that it’s a real bad time to be doing something like this. All that money and energy poured into whatever that I turned out to be.
So, just think of it as a bad investment.
There’s really nothing else I want to have made known. That cheesy one-liner idea is suddenly better by the minute.
-I don’t want you guys to worry about me anymore.
-I don’t want to crash and burn even harder that I already did.
-I’m sorry about the waterworks. I wish I grew the fuck up.
-I’m sick of being Daniel.
-I’m sick of having the health of an 80 year old.
I guess it’s just characteristic of me to quit when things get too rocky.
I just want to be forgotten. I want to wake up from this as if it were all just a bad dream.
I fear that I’m going towards a respite that I haven’t earned.
I want you guys to keep moving forward. I blame no one and want nobody to blame anyone but me. If you are asked who Daniel was, and you feel that you must give an answer, say that he loved the outdoors but could never participate.
But that’s just too short of a note for 17 years of love so ...
- I love each and everyone of you.
-You will all turn out to be beautiful people now that I’m no longer weighing you down.
- If you thought that this was a spur of the moment thing, I’ve actually been thinking of this for so many years. I just chose today because
I don’t want you guys to be beside yourselves over things like, “I could’ve done X” or “I should’ve [not] said Y …” because it was really just Z: me. Z=me. I had so many chances and I’ve missed every single one of them.
“Why didn’t you just get help?”: I’ve always prided myself on how far I’ve gotten without any substances. When I had to guzzle coffee just to stop being a zombie I was so crushed. If a doc had to shove 20 pills into me per day just so I could have a semblance of being normal then not even a strait jacket and a padded room could save me.
We’re not at that point where mental health can be treated effectively.
“Why now and not before?” I realize I didn’t answer that. It’s because I finally have a legitimate reason. Before it was all about “I’m passing fifth grade algebra or I’m jumping off a bridge.” Now it’s “I’ve fucked up too many times and now it’s all rock bottom from here, might as well pull the plug.”
I love you guys. I’d never known stress in my life. My only obligation was to get to class. My parents raised me well. I have zero excuse as to why I feel this way or how I’ve let myself fall this far.
I want you guys to succeed. I know you can do it without me. No funerals, no memorials, no gossip. Cherish every time I was able to make you laugh, and then forget about me. Don’t do something as sappy and sentimental (like writing this note) like visiting me. I’m not there. Burn this note, burn every picture of me and move forward. We’ll all be forgotten someday and I prefer it sooner than later. Take a hammer to that damn computer; I was thinking of doing that.
“You were so young! You could still have changed.”
-I wouldn’t have.
I’m so sorry your last memories of me are so depressing. I didn’t want you to know. I hoped to go out on a high note.
I was just too weak
5 days now, and still your revolting headline remains. No shame at all...
Actually there are few listers who accommodate rental rooms & hotels on 1/3 price.
No one saw the fight, including the bus driver. Looks like its another race hoax story, a muslim looking for his 15 minutes of fame
Haglin’s victim wrote: ‘I love the way you smell like pizza. It drives me crazy wanting a piece of the crust.’
I am sure that line gets women all the time....
Let’s be honest, taking care of one’s children, let alone oneself with no highly employable skill set is virtually impossible on $8 an hour.
With no highly employable skill set...
This is where you went wrong, Christopher. You started the story from the middle. When one has "no highly employable skill set" having children isn't a thing they should do. It isn't a right. No one has to do it. But, when you live in a society where personal responsibility isn't a real thing, things like this happen.
Never let reality get in the way of your precious feelings.
Appalling comments below. What have we become?
These girls are hot af, I'll "punish" them any day. For real though, those animals were private property and what they do with them is no one's business but their own. I beat my slaves every day and that's my right as an American citizen. Smh these poor girls are victims of the barbaric communistic heathens of Russia and should be offered asylum here in the USA, where they will be free to torture their animals all they want, so long as they've finished doing my dishes and deepthroating my cock like respectable young ladies.