im not talking in general angsty ‘nothing matters’ terms but literally. All these efforts and struggles, therapy, nutrition, meditation, even “happiness”… do you ever wonder if it’s all irrelevant if your clock is ticking? and when your time is up, it doesnt matter if you’re happy famous successful or in love, something will trigger you like a random hurtful word and the next thing you know youve killed yourself
local kid just killed himself. good looking, smart, popular, football star, probably had scholarship offers out the ass, then wham he just killed himself. Lots of stories like that. people kill themselves every day and nobody knows why. “they had so much to live for” THATS THE POINT Suicide doesnt give a damn how much you have to live for. Just like cancer. when your time is up, that’s it.
Like many of you, i could probably make a decent life for myself if i tried. But whats the fucking point. we all know how it ends. those of us who have lived with this curse all our lives, through the good times and bad, we know its always there ticking