I’m a failure. I’ve never done anything good. I have disappointed my parents, myself and everyone around me. They don’t deserve someone like me. I’ve reached my limit and here I doing what they want me to do. All of them want me gone.

Does jumping off a luxury cruise ship send you to somewhere you’ll be happy? That someone will care for you and tell you “It’s okay. Everyone makes mistakes.” “I’m here don’t worry.” I wish it will because I don’t want to regret what I’m about to do at this minute. Yes, I’m ending my life on earth by jumping to the water and drown myself to death. Atleast I might somehow feed a shark and for once be useful.

I held onto the rails and look everywhere. It’s past midnight. No one is here to stop me. I feel the sudden gush of air in my face sending chills to my body. I closed my eyes for a second and asked God to forgive me for what I’m about to do. I opened my eyes again and see the moon shining so bright, I talked to the moon like I’m talking to my parents. “I love you both. Sorry if I’ve failed you.” I closed my eyes again and inhaled the last possible air I’m going to breathe. With eyes closed, I walk and try to feel the remaining steel ground as I near the end of the ship. Tears are now flowing in my eyes and I suddenly feel like my heart is going to break. “Goodb-“