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Just before ending my life, I was scrolling through my Instagram feed and saw a photo of my husband. There he was, embracing the woman he could never forget as the magnificent sunrise painted the sky behind them. I turned off my phone screen, and with a trembling hand, swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills. The doctors said I had lung cancer. I was dying anyway. If I was going to die, let it be in the deep, consuming darkness I had always been so terrified of. Charlie, I hope I never meet you again.