Suicide

I realized the other day that others ‘forbidding’ you to take your own life is not selfishness on your part but theirs. To expect you to say because it would break their heart to have you gone is shit. I personally don’t feel the need to hang around because they need me to. Suicide has always been a choice for me, though not one I have taken overly seriously, until late. My life was given to me by a selfish god who only had humans to make them pass a test. It didn’t work because i quit. I will commit suicide.

There is something to be said that is almost a positive thing about being suicidal. It quiets all the annoying brain chatter in my head. It takes away my worry about what I need to do a month or a year from now. It gives me a wonderfully different perspective, a very personal, unobstructed way of looking at the world. Does this make me want to hang around longer? Not really. It just quiets my mind and makes suicide an even lovelier prospect and alternative to the pointlessness of life.