This is Jockel Podcast number 352 with me, Jockel Willink.

I feel certain I am going mad again.

I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times.

I shan't recover this time.

I begin to hear voices and I can't concentrate.

So I am doing what seems the best thing to do.

You have given me the greatest possible happiness.

You have been in every way all that anyone could be.

I don't think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came.

I can't fight me longer.

I know that I am spoiling your life that without me, you could work.

And you will, I know.

You see, I can't even write this properly.

I can't read.

What I want to say is that I owe all the happiness of my life to you.

You've been entirely patient with me and incredibly good.

I want to say that everybody knows it.

If anybody could have saved me, it would have been you.

Everything has gone from me, but the certainty of your goodness.

I can't go on spoiling your life any longer.

And that right there is the final work of the English writer Virginia Wolfe.

It was a suicide note that she left to her husband Leonard.

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