The Appeal of Suicide
by Daniel Beadle - Thursday, September 6, 2007
"This day will end in tears. ...Nothing new..."...Some days, all I can think about is how attractive suicide is.
"I wish I didn’t.
"I wish I were a happy person. I wish life--my life--wasn’t so miserable all the time. I wish I wasn’t so alone.
"I’ve lost so much that it gets hard to breathe sometimes. I don’t know how much longer I can endure. I’m fragile… a weak, and petty thing. I deserve nothing.
"I wish someone would come through that door and put a bullet in my head.
"...I just want someone to save me."
“…All he wanted was for someone to care about him. Someone to hold him. Someone to warm him. Nobody would. When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away. The bad things are still out there. The nightmares are still walking. When we hold each other, we feel—not safe, but better. ‘It’s all right,’ we whisper. ‘I’m here. I love you.’ And we lie, ‘I’ll never leave you.’ For just a moment or two, the darkness doesn’t seem so bad. When we hold each other.”—John Constantine
