The REAL Suicide Project

This site, first of all, is amazing. I personally thank whoever made it. It’s a big help…and that’s all I’m gonna say.

 

Having said that, I want to borrow the title for a moment. You want “The Suicide Project?” Here it is, as corny as it sounds:

 

Live like you were dying. Literally.

 

Because, deep down, if you’re suicidal, you’re dying anyway, right? You’ll get to that point of your depression (only if, of course, you’ve completely made up your mind) where you end it. BEFORE all that, do anything and everything you’ve ever wanted to do. Because, people, what do you have to lose?

 

I’ve made a list and set a date to my death. My list, turns out, is ridiculously long. But it seems like a lot of freaking fun. And I’m not gonna die without doing everything I possibly could’ve.

 

I’ll get a tattoo if I want. I’ll knock up a drunk chick if I want. I’ll blow money on surfing lessons…why the hell not? I will never again have a chance to do it. I’m young, I’m able, and I’m gonna die. I’m going to go out and do some living before I end it.

 

And, really, who knows? This list could be therapeutic and, for all I know, save me. I could realize after doing all of these things that I DO have a lot to live for. I DO love my life. I’m NOT the villain in this story. I can rewrite my life.

 

Maybe.

 

I’m not preaching about staying alive and whatnot. But, I beg you guys, make a list and go out and enjoy this time. Do anything, EVERYTHING you’ve EVER wanted to do. There are no limits. No boundaries. No limitations. What’s money to you if you’re gonna die anyways? What’s time? What’s energy? JUST GO OUT AND DO IT!

 

And THAT, my friends, is the real Suicide Project.