Suicide is somehow comforting.
To me the worst is accepting I am trapped. I am miserable, and yet my situation is a paradise to most of the world. You can not change. You have to live with the pain. I imagine that this is how a parent feels, sometimes at least, you do not listen to your self anymore. You can’t, it’s someone else that matters now. Your life exchanged for another.
You can’t die. You must live, you must cope. Who ever ever gave us the idea of free will? It feels more like a sick joke then reality for most. Everyones life is just […]