Goodbye, for now.

What do you do when you're at your wits end? When your soul seems stretched so thin that it seems like it is going to break. What do you do when you're calling out in the darkness, when everyone can hear but no one seems to listen. I need help, but even when I turned to the one place I thought I might find it, I was rebuked. I don't know what to do anymore... where to go, who to turn to. Is it really so hard to understand? Or is it just that nobody wants to try... why should they, anyway? I used to be strong. When I was strong, I minded the weak. Did what I could to make them strong... but now that I am weak, how is it that everyone I turn to still thinks I'm strong?  Maybe... maybe they just can't see how weak I am. And right now, I am weak. Today I realize how far I've fallen. Today, I am weak... and while the rest of the world still thinks that I am strong, I wither away, slowly, within the shell of power that I have constructed for myself. It is befitting, in some ways... for I have deceived so many to the point that I have deceived myself. And that is all I have to say about that.

Meanwhile, what does one do when one has run out of things to say? One goes away.

Goodbye everyone. For now.