Maritonic wrote:I want to die. But I have too many responsibilities here. So there's that.
Dangit I'm late. Sorry I wasn't here sooner.You are still alive right? Good, I was worried that I was talking to nobody.
I've dealt with suicide among friends before budro, and I don't want to again! You're a fellow TKer, which means your part of this wonderful and possibly chemically challenged family. I don't want to lose any family, nor does anyone else.
My friend who "followed through" was a father of two boys whose wife left him for another man who stabbed her to death. More than ten years later and suffering from an unknown illness, he got a motel room and killed himself with means unknown to me. His sons are doing the best that they can, but that's not nearly enough.
See, the world was created as a wonderful system. Every piece is unique, and no data prints are alike. You are a data print, albeit a very complicated one with a spirit.
If you leave, so to speak, the "gears" in this "machine" around you will suffer. There is much more than just yourself to think about.
Dangit, I'm not good at this. I think, I write, that's about it. I serve no practical purpose whatsoever, but somehow I manage to pull through doubts of self-worth and depressive (once or twice pseudo-suicidal) thoughts. If I can still be strong and live, surely you can stay strong and live even better, given that you have more purpose than I do at a glance.