I'm always conflicted when somebody commits suicide. I want to be angry with them for their lack of consideration for others, especially those with families that love them and care for them. But I still can't help feeling deeply sorry for them, because whether or not the thing, if there was a thing, that caused them to do it was really bad or not, the inner turmoil they would have to be feeling... I can't even imagine it. For something to push me as far as to jump off a building? My mind would have to be so distressed and torn up inside; it would be terrible.
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"She hated people who thought too much.
At that moment, she struck me as an appropriate
representative for almost all mankind." - Kurt Vonnegut Cat's Cradle
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