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I want to die in my own way. It's my illness, my death, my choice. This is what saying yes means.

Jenny Downham

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Jenny Downham
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: January 1
Actor
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Film Actor
Novelist
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Inner and Outer London
Death
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Illness
Choice
Saying
Choices
Dies
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I miss him as soon as he goes. When he isn't with me, I think I made him up.
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Parents don't know their children at all. No one knows anyone, in fact.
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I shrug him off. 'Can't you just go away? There's a moment. It has a sound in it, as if something very small got broken.
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The inside of the door is glossy white. A total re-paint. I touch it with my fingers, but it stays the same. It's so bright it makes the room waver at the edges. Every few years we disappear.
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I wish I had a boyfriend. I wish he lived in the wardrobe on a coat hanger. Whenever I wanted, I could get him out and he'd look at me the way boys do in films, as if I'm beautiful.
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And now he's down this for me. He's made me famous. He's put my name on the world.
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I lean back on the pillows and look at the corners of the room. When I was a kid, I always wanted to live on the ceiling - it looked so clean and uncluttered, like the top of a cake.
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Maybe I’ll come back as somebody else. I’ll be the wild-haired girl Adam meets in his first week at university. ‘Hi, are you on the horticultural course as well?
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