Ah, I think I've just figured out why people commit suicide. (and I happen to know this because I always think about it when upset, zomg right?)

It is our own forgetfulness. It is our damnation.

When you have a wonderful night in bed, you wake up and often shove it to the back of your mind. When you orgasm the next day you wake up sober and wonder what was so good about it.

Yet when it occurs again all you can think about is it. Nothing else matters.

When happiness comes to visit, nothing else matters and you love life. When happiness leaves, everything matters and everything is material and if you lose the material things in life, you have nothing, so to speak.

Also, we forget happiness. We forget the crazy euphoria of it, when it passes, we wonder, 'what was so good about it anyway? It wasn't that great the last I remember of it.'

Oh?

And yet when joy visits your heart you think of nothing else and say that this is heaven.

The only thing that keeps me from shuffling off the mortal coil, to be honest, is the promise of a lifetime (oh lookie, Bible reference).

The promise of having more joy. I'm not so allured by eternal life, but I've never experienced God's love before and heck if it's better than mortal happiness I'm all for it.

I suppose that's what keeps me from committing suicide, I guess - the promise of happiness, of another tomorrow, of hope.

But for others...

Everyone, I should think, takes the jump because of some loss. Money, house, love, approval (but for the last one - well I guess you can't lose what you don't have, so I suppose it's not because of loss it's because of lack.)

And you lose something material, something you can know if it's there. But what about tomorrow's joy? Tomorrow is a mystery. Tomorrow you might win the lottery. That, you don't know, but you don't really care, since today is such a disaster, why wait for tomorrow? Why would the next twenty-four hours be better than today's twenty-four hours?

That is their thinking.

They lose something material, they think they've lost everything.

But how can you lose what you don't have? How can you lose the joys and blessings of tomorrow if you haven't even got it yet?

How can you lose the happiness that is just out of your reach? How will you get it if you don't keep holding on?

Hell, you don't need friends to keep trying. Hell, some of us commit suicide because in the first place, we believe we have no friends! All we need is our determination. It's like religion - everyone wants to sleep in late but when you believe something - when you are fighting for something - don't you think it's a lot harder to keep believing than sleeping in bed? It's never easy, to stay on the battlefield, and we never know whether we'll make it (and whether our end is cut short by someone else our by ourselves) - but here's a little something I like to tell you.

DON'T CRY BECAUSE IT'S OVER - BUT SMILE BECAUSE IT HAPPENED.

This is obviously talking about a relationship (another reason for jumping off the building, so take that advice), but I think it relates to ya'll too, suicidal people: DON'T CRY BECAUSE IT'S OVER, BUT SMILE BECAUSE YOU TRIED YOUR BEST.

Yep.

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I dare you to move

I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor



I dare you to move

Like today never happened

Today never happened

Today never happened before


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...That was very random.
What can I say? This post was an offspring of my depression mixed with boredom.

Wait - why am I explaining myself? It's not as if I need your approval...