It's something I've wanted - needed - to do for a long time.
I'm not gonna lie, the next twelve hours will be cruel. Not only to me - especially to me - but to everyone who ever knew me, thought any good of me, figured that I was a halfway decent person. Truth is, I built an incredibly good façade for myself. But that's beside the point right now.
Come the morning, I'll scoot off. Throw up a few false leads to keep them off the track. Travel a little bit (I always wanted to do that). Find a place that I like, or a place that likes me. Settle down, and start anew. Perhaps - I don't know - it might end up working out for me. Then I'll never have an excuse to return. Not that they'll remember, anyway; I don't want them to.
New name. New possessions. New mindset. I'm leaving behind everything from my past life.
Good luck, everyone.