Some people get such a joy out of cutting themselves. I do not. It does not pain me but it does not make me happy, either - I am not so fortunate. 1
I understand people who cut themselves, it's their business not mine. I have no problem with cutters or even the suicidal ones, for who is to dictate what they do. I do not know their life, I do not know how bad it could be. However, I do know that sometimes it's just the easy way out. 2
Sometimes it is so painfully apparent that they're the weakest of us all. Sometimes, they are not. Sometimes they are overwhelmed, sometimes their future holds nothing but despair, and sometimes they are under the very false impression that it will never get better.3
I have been at my lowest of lows, I have had the delightfully strong urge to 'end it all', but I could never do such a thing. I have my future. I have my life. The time for my never-waking sleep will come soon enough. 4
So will yours.
Author notes
This is just a extremely shortened version of my views on the topic of those who inflict pain on themselves, I suppose you could say.
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"I have my future. I have my life. The time for my never-waking sleep will come soon enough.
So will yours."
Bravo... Well written!
You are correct- People have their lives in front of them. What they do with it, is up to them. We are responsible for our actions. Belief in God, etc. is different. Actions have a consequence.
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I like that the idea of death isn't the actual point in this, it's life. What life holds, what secrets there are and how it's all to alluring to stay alive to see it all unfold before.


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Nice that you put it out there
Having been through a rotten marriage and having those suicidal fantasies; I can relate. Like you however, I found too much life waiting and dismissed the thoughts as more feeling sorry for myself than a plan of action.
Hope your story helps someone

beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 4, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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So true and hard sometimes, sometimes when we want to die, because of this so much suffering inside, the undescribable pain, how it drains every life out of you, for everyone out there, with every thought of suicide...
Somehow there is still some hope just like you said if we keep holding on




