I am 19, I’m in med school, I have a family that loves me, some good friends, and I used to be very socialy active (voluntary work, tutoring…). I have all I need to enjoy life, yet I am intrinsically incapable of doing so. I think it has to do with my genetic heritage (depression in the family) and my life experience (war, verbal and physical abuse…). Now I moved and all is good, except I am not the same. I don’t beleive in anything anymore, I have no dreams, almost no feelings, nothing to live for. I have tried for years to change and care about something, but it didn’t work. It only got worse. Death seems more natural to me then life. I know my parents diserve better than this, but I don’t think that avoiding to hurt others is a good enough reason to live. Why do people have a negative perception of suicide regardless of the situation? I’ll try to illustrate what I mean by an exemple. The cell, the most basic unit of life, when it undergoes damage, can either be repaired if the lesion is revocable or it goes through necrosis/apoptosis if it has gone beyond the threshold of reversibility. Why can’t it be the same for humans? I think i am damaged beyong repair, and i think it is completely rational to want to end my life.