That's the question that I just can't get around.
Why, Trilly? What was so overpowering, so terrible, that you just had to end a life that, for all we could tell, was so full of promise? What was it that you couldn't ask any of us for help? Didn't you know we'd do anything to help you?
All I know is that I've lost a very dear friend, for no other reason than that she apparently felt it was a good day to die.
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