Zink Poe's lifeless body was found in her bedroom on August 10th, 2003. On the floor beside her bed, a broken pen and an apparent suicide note were found.
To say my psychiatrist has failed me would be generous. He is an absolute failure when it comes to saving someone. Look at me. Lost as a little lamb and about ready for the slaughter.
The pen lied. I am upset about this, but not as upset as my father will be when he gets the bill for cleaning up the mess. I did leave the name and private home number of the impotent psychiatrist. Wish I could be around to see them duke it out.
Meanwhile, I'm creating a pyre of pop psych books. I won't throw myself upon it because that would hurt. I'm just going to go take a long nap. Goodbye, now.
