The following is the final journal entry of Earl Yorke, March 30, 2003:
Three pages left in this journal, and I believe that they will be filled with pleasant entries. My life is finally coming into focus, and I am pleased with what I see [This was the beginning of the delusions centered around the loss of my will to write… though I was happier than I had been in quite some time, I was hiding behind a shroud of lies that stood as a barrier between myself and my issues]. I love my job at Visiontel, and I LOVE MY UNBORN BABY BOY! [the latter statement was 100% true]
I will leave these last three pages to discuss the joy of success… there are still a few responses from the agencies that I have yet to recieve. They have to be reading them, and that — once again — gives me some hope. I know that an acceptance letter/call will come… I KNOW IT!
–Earl
[I think that this last entry was the hardest one for me to read again… I was so optimistic on that day, and I remember it being sincere. I don’t remember exactly when I abandoned hope for those last responses ever arriving, but I do know that, good or bad, they never arrived. The last three pages of my journal remain blank to this day.]
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June 11th, 2005 
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Oh sweety, I’m so proud of you. What courage you have to be able to put these old feelings out on display. I remember the feeling of defeat that I shared with you. I still have faith. I always will.