What does it mean to die. To vanish from the face of the earth and leave behind memories and all materialistic possessions. It's no wonder some people want to live forever, but some don't care. Why? When people say they want to take their life, who are they taking it from? Someone must be floating around their mind who they care about or who thinks cares about them. In this way suicide is the most selfish act there is. To those with a conscience they could clearly make the decision that a life is more valuable than any kind of item. But I can understand that it can seem like an escape and the only way. At times I've even thought about it, who would miss me. Unfortunately in this state of mind it's difficult to think of people who would genuinely miss you. But I always think of someone. Even if it's not a case of I know they'll miss me but someone I would miss. It's enough. To imagine that there's even a chance of life improving and them being the cause is enough to want to go on.
But not everyone has that. Which is why they disappear. And because they didn't care enough about their own life it doesn't give many others a reason. But even if there's no thought or care about yourself then just remember. Even if it's not obvious, somebody out there cares. It could be that somebody is just extremely introverted and hasn't been able to say how much they care, but they do. Some are going through the same thing and are too busy worrying about themselves first to tell you the first minute you get. But they care.
Don't take your life, cause somebody cares. I promise.
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The Way I See It
FanficI've been giving a suggestion to write chapters about how I'm feeling and what's going on in my life. I have never done this before so if it's shit please don't blame me. It will also include certain problems or theories I have about various things...