[ ... Wow, Duo. WOW. Okay, so half of it was encouraging, but she feels verbally punched, just a little bit. ]
I never said I would stop living. I pretty much don't have a choice on that. I said I didn't -- I don't want to live forever. How long does a person live before living just stops being living... How long before I've met every type of person I can meet, and I just get tired of all of it? People aren't meant to live forever. There's a reason for that!
[ Wow, more wow. ]
And I'm not -- I don't feel sorry for myself. I'm angry, if anything. I'm angry that I got stuck with this, and I'm angry that the only way I can change it is by asking someone, 'hey, would you mind beheading me today?' You don't have as many lifetimes to live as I do. You aren't going to have to deal with it more than a normal person would. Your loss -- the fact that your parents and friends are gone? Eventually, you'll be gone too. Sooner than later. Eventually, this lifetime that I have right now will seem like it's just the blink of an eye. I don't want that. I want to be able to remember a lifetime. Just one lifetime. I want to help change the world. I don't know if I'll ever be ready to face it alone.