Saint Hamilton

I used to morbidly wonder what was going to happen to me. How could a person so alone, so depressed, so suicidal ever find somebody to love me, wishing upon wish that there was some way out of my predicament, the deep, deep pit I had dug for myself.

Duped into thinking it was all somebody else's fault, I was utterly powerless to effect any real change for the better. I read positive books and tried everything I could think of, as well as everything everyone else suggested. I was planning my last suicide attempt. I had enough experience to know what would work.

Then I started reading the prime literature of the Neothink Society. Six months later, I am wondering what is going to happen to me, as I stammer watching all of my wildest dreams coming true before my very eyes. My tears are no longer tears of sadness but tears of overwhelming joy, something I never thought I would experience in my life. The difference in myself and my life is truly awe-inspiring.

Thank you, Mark Hamilton, for interrupting my final suicide attempt and miraculously healing me. I am making sure that you and the world will be relieved I am still in the physical. I am now an asset to society. I feel the love you express, and that, too, is something I never thought I would experience in my life. Words cannot express the level of gratitude I feel for you, but if that's all I have for now: thank you, thank you, thank you.