I have meddled with suicide, sure. That changed when my father showed his nonchalance towards my death.
“Go ahead and jump,†he said.
Just two months ago some 21 year-old guy plunged from the 19th floor of a shopping mall here, and DIED. Everyone around him carried on as usual. Though plenty of Facebook shares from mortals pretending to care, while they barely know a thing about the guy and the hell he went through (lots of gory pictures too!). It was in the news as well. Would not go into details but my godmother knew him in person, so I know the backstory a little.
The point is, instead of playing the victim and the weakling, why not KILL off your tormentor(s) along with yourself to make your death worthwhile? After all, he/she/they are the source of your bane and pain.
If it ever happens, it’s going to end up very ugly. The one fragile thing keeping disaster from actually happening is my ambition. And places I want to visit still.
It is not in my nature to cause heinous harm. But every monster has a creator.
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wait, wait, wait…
So you’re telling me there exists a shopping mall with 19 stories?
I don’t even…
“…instead of playing the victim and the weakling, why not KILL off your tormentor(s)…” because illegal, consequences, fear of “hell,” fear of “what people will think,” etc.
But when it comes right down to it, there really is no good reason not to vanquish your foes, if they have chosen to impose their will upon you in detrimental ways, which you were unable to avoid.
It’s a slippery slope, and the notion will generate plenty of resistance, even make people think you’re “bad,” even though they will be completely unaware of the blatant contradictions inherent in blaming a victim for retaliation, rather than the instigator who initially victimized the victim.
Could you imagine a 19 story shopping mall? How in the hell do they move all that merchandise? You know how over-worked the elevators have to be?
Or a day with the family….Toy R Us is on floor 7…..I want to check out the sneaker sales on floors 3,6,7,11,12,16 and 19. Bathrooms on the odd floors.
I bet rent for the top floors is cheap and some floors never see customers.
Is there a 13th floor, or is it skipped?
If the mall is 19 stories, I wonder how big the parking garage is???
Maybe you guys are from the suburbs or countryside of America– but I live in Asia. No shortage of skyscrapers this part of the world. Which is the reason why jumping is the most famous method in Hong Kong, add that to a high-stress lifestyle.
NYC, London, and Dubai has plenty of skyscrapers too.
If you wiki “largest shopping malls in the world” you’ll find most of them are in Asia & the Middle East.
idk, 19 stories for a shopping mall still seems outrageous to me, regardless of where it’s located.
I don’t know if I could ever jump to my death. I thought about the bridge/heights route in the past, but I always worry about the “what if?”
When you wiki largest shopping malls, none of them are skyscrapers. When people go shopping, they are in lazy mode. They don’t want to travel upward hundreds of feet to buy something. Hence why most malls are single or double story facilities. They are becoming a dying breed anyway, on-line shopping is closing down malls across the world.
Ever hear about cyber-Monday? When lazy American wives sit at home and shop on Amazon for Christmas gifts?
That’s how we honor God and the birth of God’s son who is also called God. Lord Jesus
You know, I have thought a lot about this. It has happened, Columbine would be one example. There have been a lot of cases where people took others down with them when they “went out”. But I think the reason this usually doesn’t happen is because when you are so down, so depressed, so distraught that you are on the brink of suicide, nothing in this world really matters anymore. They just really don’t even…feel like it. The killing would bring no satisfaction at that point, and they just want to hurry and end it all.
And as clevername said, the fear of what people will think. They don’t want to be remembered as a monster, and despised after death.