Greetings!
When I was young my best friend selfdestructed. I knew him very well and it still didn't register the depth of what he felt... I was very happy when, about 5-6 days later, he came back to tell me not to be sad and that he had work to do. Over the next decade or so I would catch glimpses of his face in a throng of people, always moving away from me. I was content. Now I'm much older and wracked with illness. The pain of everyday living is incredible. For the first time in my life I know what it is to want to die. But, there are too many things left in this world to do. That is my gut feeling. I used to get pissed off with suicidal people and now, I just can't ... I can't bear the idea of someone suffering needlessly. It is your choice to kill yourself. But if you do don't expect histrionics from others...be at peace with your decision. Enough of my maudlin ramble... (IMG:
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