Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The idea of suicide is of a very set narrative, as if killing yourself is a definitive statement. But it can be just as meaningless as throwing a stone in a river.
If you look at suicides, most of them are connected to depression. And the mental health system just fails them. It's so sad. We know what to do. We just don't do it.
Perhaps the saddest irony of depression is that suicide happens when the patient gets a little better and can again function sufficiently.
They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice... that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.
If you are of the opinion that the contemplation of suicide is sufficient evidence of a poetic nature, do not forget that actions speak louder than words.
But if somebody dies, if something happens to you, there is a normal process of depression, it is part of being human, and some people view it as a learning experience etc.
Suicide doesn't solve your problems. It only makes them infinitely, un-countably worse.
Is it hard for the reader to believe that suicides are sometimes committed to forestall the committing of murder? There is no doubt of it. Nor is there any doubt that murder is sometimes committed to avert suicide.
The destructive character lives from the feeling, not that life is worth living, but that suicide is not worth the trouble.
It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.