Suicide

Suicide. It’s a dark topic that most people don’t like to discuss, which makes it an important topic to discuss. I have had many thoughts of suicide in my past. I had a plan, I have written letters, I have felt the darkness surround me. I can feel it creeping in now, slowly and steadily with no deviation. For the first time in many years, the subject has flitted through my mind. I don’t think I would actually go through with it, because I’m too scared. However, I contemplate the question, “what’s so good about living?” daily. It seems like all around me is death, divorce, and miserable people that just function on a daily level to survive financially and socially, but not really emotionally. I am a firm believer that suicide is a cowardly way out of this life. I think it doesn’t hurt the person committing suicide, but the family and friends surrounding them. I know my parents would be heartbroken, perhaps to a point of no return. Why would I inflict my depression onto them in such a direct way? So please, if you are considering suicide, take another look at your life. There must be one reason to exist in this world. It could be for a dog who without you wouldn’t have a home, or your grandma who would have outlived you, or for simply your friends and family who love you even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.