Maybe the world would be better off without you.

These were words I never expected to hear from my therapist.

Up to that point, she had always been on my side, despite the many flaws that made up

my character.

I had fleeting thoughts as suicide, but it was never something I intended to act upon.

Sharing them with Dr. Gov. was usually a comfort, something that a soothing voice and wisdom

could easily dispel.

Reciprocation never even occurred to me.

What?

I asked in confusion.

She reached into a desk and pulled out a pamphlet of which she handed to me.

People don't understand you Jack, you're special.

Let them live here in their ignorance, there's a better place for you, it's time to move on.

It was a brochure of sorts.

This world was a paradise of the afterlife equipped with a beautiful, otherworldly charm

and happy community that put even heaven to shame, at least that's what the pictures

and descriptions made it seem like.

I was baffled but intrigued.

What is this?

I asked.

This is your solution, a place where you can live without fear or worry.

You pulled out an envelope from the drawer and emptied it into my free hand.

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