I apologize. For what? For everything, of course.
There were times where I was an obstruction.
There were times where I would let my contempt and jealousy destroy our unity.
There are still such times.
Likewise, I've decided to stop.
Just know that I'm still alive.
Follow me only if you want.
I don't wish to be around, but certain circumstances prompt me to be, so, I will remain - not here, elsewhere.
I am not making my new self apparent, however.
If you are considering coming to me, I strongly urge you not to.
I am unable to illustrate my deep feeling of regret for doing this, I am not able.
However, I can tell you that, while I have my regrets, it is better to not have me around.
It's nothing personal. It is professional. Let me establish that.
I do not hate you, and I hope you do not hate me for doing this.
But I've departed. Do not waste your time if you feel as if it would be wasted.
But I mean nothing. I should mean nothing. Don't follow nothing. Follow yourselves.
You are people. You are machines capable of anything. But I'm a tether. From the start, I have been an obstruction. An item in the way of the combined success of both you and I. Feel no emotion over my ending. For three years, I bid to do my best in coding. Three years have decayed and left the rotting carcass of nothingness in it's wake. For I have wasted my life. And I have wasted yours. Ignore me please.
I do not wish to further deteriorate this departure notice. However, I feel it to be of the utmost importance that you all, whoever you are consider that my leaving is a good thing.
I am of the deepest level of regret for not formally saying my goodbyes to you all, however, I feel as if I would be urged to stay, as many have before. This is my decision for you. I am freeing you of myself. Feel no pressure to persue me. Feel no pressure to even memorize me unless you feel it to be absolutely neccessary.
It's been a long, fateful, tiresome and endless road, but a million lengths from the end, the withered donkey which followed it's wise owner throughout the sands of time has succumbed. The six or less years I have been with you all have been difficult, and I appreciate that you all took such leaps and bounds to ensure that it be as easy as possible.

Goodbye to you all.