Ug
I feel like jumping off a bridge. It sucks that there is no bridges here!
That reminds me of "I would kill my self but committing suicide in buffalo is redontent."
That reminds me of "I would kill my self but committing suicide in buffalo is redontent."
Besides, if death was so great, why are there so many fighting to stay alive? How I view death is something you never want to go into with sadness. Ghosts are doomed to relive their sadness over and over and over. What you lose is your ability to improve yourself. You lose your capacity to find new life from former tragedy. You stop interacting in this world. But, what you keep is the misery that led you to the decision to die in the first place. The world is full of the deceased, haunted with their bad memories. They don't find release in death. They may never find escape from their ghostly repeatings of what disturbs them. And, they can only have the slightest chance of another showing them the light to a brighter tomorrow. Hoping for escape, you only find that it becomes a prison of dispair. Those that can move on in death must leave no ties to this world. And, they usually must go, fighting tooth and nail to stay alive. Unless it is beyond the faintest of doubt that it is their natural time to depart.
In time, I hope that you find a real future to brighten your days. Life has a funny way of bringing ying and yang together in proportions. It's not always visible. In fact, it can feel like a sunk ship, tipped in one direction. But, there is a balancing act, always in effect. Sometimes, it can take hours. Other times, I swear it takes years. So, please, hold on.
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When ever it is that I do die. It will not be by my own hoof. It will be a true accident, sickness, or what ever.
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