for crying out loud... i cannot believe i have to do an essay on suicide...how depressing is that...i dun care that it's supposed to be sociological and philosophical and shite..it's still damn dark..and morbid..having to read articles on suicide cases and all..not too healthy for ANY psyche i reckon...it could reduce the most merry to a lump of maggots, at dinnertime...ugHh....having to analyze the reasons for suicide..when it's most rife (during full moons n in summer - FOR A FACT)..being incessantly reminded of how real these people are. the fact that they had lives they abandoned and forsook(?) because things got too overwhelming for them to deal with. so. they chose to.run.escape.flee.depart from everything. ugh. not a pretty mental picture. not a heartening thought. did "life goes on" not mean anything to them. -rhetorical-. clearly not. it jus makes one more misgiving.
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