NoRunninInDaHalls

POV: You have a great story idea but never get to writing it

NoRunninInDaHalls

Imagine you could have one fictional weapon. I would choose the book from Death Note, so I could massacre all the goddamn bullies that have made my life hell. They deserve to burn, in the deepest, darkest pits of hell, as slaves to Satan himself. From a certain point of view, I have, too. I have resided in my lonely room, as a servant to my emotions. Why can't I be rid of emotions? I wish I could, but then... Would I even be human? Anger, love, happiness, sadness, and fear are all parts of the human experience, correct?

DerekUSJackson

@NoRunninInDaHalls Yeah, emotions are a part of what makes us human. Though for my weapon though, Mursame from Akame Ga Kill, one cut, slice, scar or wound from it, and your done for.
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NoRunninInDaHalls

Reasons I wish I could commit.
          1: Struggling with my sexuality. When I was born, I was assigned as a male, but now I can't determine whether I am a straight male or a asexual.
          2: Home sickness. I've been away from Oregon for years, and I can't go back. I moved here to CA in 2012. I don't quite understand why. My parents wanted me to "adapt to the heat", but I enjoy cold weather more. 
          3: Stress. About a month ago, school started up again, and I haven't found the time to write. And with all the 9 hour school days and 250 page homework packets, I could really just point my friend's dad's Glock to my head. (I'm hiding it.) 
          I won't commit, but I won't recover.

NoRunninInDaHalls

@RogueOperative Thank, ill try to keep writing soon btw
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DerekUSJackson

@NoRunninInDaHalls Recovery takes time. I can't help you with two of them, but the last one I understand completely. School just sucks the life out of me by the end and I have the homework to do so pretty much got no time at all to write unless I stay up late. I'm here to help you through this, I don't want to see you go
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NoRunninInDaHalls

I've learned the impact that my suicide would have. As such, I have decided not to commit, a unfortunate decision for all of you good people wishing me dead just as much as I wish I was too. Though I may still be alive, I will likely never recover, even in reincarnation. You may feel hopelessness and despair knowing my pathetic presence proceeds to reside in this planet, but, even if you're deceased or in a better place/new life by then, my death will eventually come.