I, honestly, never seriously thought about committing suicide. I've been through hard times, where I asked myself why my life was the way it was. I've had times where I've been extremely depressed and angry at everything and everyone. I've had plenty of those times. I just never really thought about ending my life. I've always had a good sense that life has it's ups and it's downs and eventually, things will get better. I also never really thought that my problems were worth dying over. Not that they weren't serious problems but I felt as though life is too precious and my family doesn't deserve to feel the grief and pain of my death.
Everyone's life is different and everyone is going through something, small or big. We need to have compassion for others because we never know what they may be going through. Whenever I'm feeling down about life, I usually take a breath, slow things down and realize that it could be worse. There is always someone that has it worse than you. And that doesn't make your problems any less significant, but it helps to put things in perspective.
Suicide is not a light subject and I am grateful that I don't know anyone that is suicidal. But the topic of suicide is complex and beyond my grasp. I can only hope to be someone's outlet if anyone in my life ever needs me.
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