The letter is a suicide note written by a woman to her ex-husband Joe. She apologizes for hurting him and explains that her acting career was the reason for their divorce as she wanted to focus on it while he wanted her to be a housewife. She reflects on her life and career accomplishments but says she is tired, lonely, and depressed. She thanks Joe for his friendship and support during difficult times in her life and career. The letter ends by asking Joe to tell her friends she loves them and that she will be watching over him after she is gone.

1. Dear Joe, I am sorry for all of the things I have done to hurt you. I will always love
you no matter what. The reason I filed for divorce is because things just weren’t
working out, I needed to spend more time on my acting and singing career and
you wanted me at home to be a house wife, I just couldn’t do that. I wish we
would’ve lasted longer. I wanted to have kids with you one day. I’m just really
sorry. If you haven’t realized by now, this is a suicide letter. My acting career is
going downhill and I just can’t handle it. I have looked back on my life and I am
proud of myself. I am proud of all of the movies and accomplishments I have
made. I made 30 movies and I loved working on every single one. I am just tired of
living this everyday struggle. I am very frustrated. I’m getting older; soon no one
will want to hire me for movies because they want someone young. I realize what
I want. I have had a long and happy life. I know I always seem happy and cheerful
but I am really hiding the pain inside. I used to write poems when I was a young
girl. I have started back. It helps me with stress. I feel so alone. It seems that I can
never find someone to share a relationship with that really understands me. My
life as a child was hard. I wish I was closer with my mother and I wish she
wouldn’t have been ill basically my whole life. I had very good foster parents; I
thought I was very lucky to have them. I miss playing softball with the kids in the
orphanage. Sometimes I just wish I was normal. Life for me right now is unhappy.
I have been very depressed. I know I am being selfish about all of this. I don’t
want to hurt anyone. I know people love and care about me I just have to think
about what’s best for me right now. I am tired of being tired. The two
miscarriages tore me apart. I someday wanted to have a normal life, with a loving
husband two children, a dog, and a nice home. But I guess god only wants me to
focus on my career. Clark Gable’s death really tore me apart he was one of the
finest men I had ever met in my entire life. As a child I looked up to him. Then his
wife accused me of causing his heart attack. I was in shock. You helped me when I
was lonely and I really appreciate that. You where my friend when no one else
was. I wasn’t lonely when you were around; you’re an amazing man, Joe. When
my psychiatrist put me in the Payne Whitney Clinic in New York I spent all my
phone calls on you. You were in Florida. I hated that place, so you came home and
put me in Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center. I stayed there for 3 weeks. You
are a wonderful man. It’s about 9:08. Tell all my friends I love them, and make

2. sure you thank them for everything they have done for me. I will be watching over
you, I Love you.
Sincerely,