Hey all, I know many people post here while in the throws of passion. Trust me, I’ve been there – the fitting music, the feeling of such despair and hopelessness that you projectile vomit your disgust in words, that only pain can relieve it.
However, I’d like to hear from some of the people who’ve made it through that stage. I’d like to hear from the people for whom the question of suicide has become more philosophical than emotional, the people who now calmly wait and plan for the big event. I’m still looking at over a month out, picked the end of January for a day, maybe February 1st, and hope there are some on here who have a more developed, detached stance on the act.
I’m the sort who hasn’t any friends, really, not because I’m unpopular, but because I just can’t put energy into the little social exchanges these days. I have a loving family whom I love very much – that love has kept me from checking out for years now, but the truth is love can’t do everything.
I’m especially interested in hearing the views of people with higher degrees, or anyone else who possesses the authority of age, experience, or other learning.