One month ago a 59 year old colleague died during his lunch break. It was usual for my colleague would go to his car in company car park every day at 1pm, eat his lunch for the first 15 minutes and then snooze for 45 minutes before going back to work. On this particular day, he never returned from back after his lunch break. No one noticed he was missing as everyone assumed he was either in meetings or in different part of the large building we work at. At 4.30pm, the production staff finished work. Someone noticed he was in the slumped in the drivers seat of his car. They raised the alarm after they couldn’t get him to wake up by banging on the car window. He was already dead. I witnessed that paramedics trying resuscitate him but with no hope. He was dead for hours. He was 30 feet away from all of us. 250 people, we just carried on with our lives while he sat there dead. I mentioned this to another colleague their reply was “the world doesnt end when we die, every one else keeps on living”. For some reason this struck me hard. It made me realise how insignificant I am. That suicide is a statement. My statement. However, I don’t think it will be a significant statement in this big world of ours. That people will move on and carry on living. I don’t even know why I’m posting all this. All I know is that I just need to talk to about this death. No need to comment. Just airing what’s in my head right now.
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Well the last thing I’d need is suicide having a huge impact on others. If you know that it turns someones world upside down, then it is much more difficult to make that decision. Indeed, people who commit suicide often try to minimize the effect on others by faking it as an accident.
Yeah i think people would prefer to try and depart this world quietly, or however they wanna do that, esp if they have people who might worry about them after they die, they don’t want to leave them a mess to deal with… just a reason people would rather die in accident, so they arent blaming themselves. etc
I like to think no one would ever find me and it ultimately doesn’t matter.
You know I’d prefer to live but I can’t live in my parents home due to severe hatred of my parents
In order to stay alive I’d have to move at least 4 states over and even still be fucked up from what they have done to me. Against my deepest wishes, they did this to me anyway.
I used to be healthy and alive and forgetting about the trauma they put me through as a child and then they literally murdered me after I had gotten healthy from that trauma AFTER I HAD GOTTEN AWAY FROM THEM then they fucking started following me and I ended up dying because of them
The cortical part of my brain was dead
I was in a coma for 7days.
I started suicidal at 13 because of them.
Got away from them for a year and wasn’t suicidal
Had to go back to them – going back to them is the worst thing in the world.
They don’t realize life with them is the worst
And anything away from them is incredible
and became suicidal again, but was actually dead for a week because of them.
They murdered me.
Then they want me to just recover from being a coma
They are psychotic
No one could be happy with them
No one would ever want them
I have no money so the only way out is to kill myself
There’s a girl that looks similar to me and old pedophile man kills her and says “I had to do it cause she wouldn’t stop screaming” after he abducted her
I also would not stop screaming after being abducted but in my case it was a pedophile with a license and he only killed me for a few days. She is very similar looking to me. And Faggots see all people like me and her the same, they put them in a box.
Exactly why killing ourselves wouldn’t matter and how we shouldn’t feel so selfish for wanting to be dead.
It’s true, life does go on. And for the people who are left behind after a death, no matter how bad their suffering the world is pretty impatient and expects them to keep going. I thought about this when my boss died and seeing his wife handle everything. The sad part for me is knowing people are going to feel sorry for themselves and blame me for not doing more when I did everything I could. People need to believe in a better world to keep their own world moving.
https://youtu.be/S8bJ3YlgL1Q funny you mention this, my next now was about this video and how much I relate to wanting to die, because I’m weak
You’re looking at it the wrong way. The world keeps on turning and living but death and suicide will affect others around you who care for you and love you. It’s not all bleak and grim. Of course, relationships are shallow as f*ck nowadays. Industrialization has made us into nothing more than cogs in the machine and detached us from our sense of community and neighborhood. So the world keeps on turning, people we work with wont give a damn because he will be replaced in the company by just another unskilled drone and at the end of the day, people are losing their humanity and have become monsters little by little without realizing it.