When my final post for NSPW didn’t come on time, or even a day or two later, I wonder if anyone cared. I wonder if you just assumed I was too busy to write. Or maybe you didn’t even check my blog, because you think it’s a stupid way to keep up with my life. Maybe you don’t care about my life anyway. But... did it ever cross your mind that I might have committed suicide, and my blog had been left empty for the wind to scatter like ashes? I don’t say that lightly, to get attention, or cause concern over my mental state. My point is simply that we take people’s lives for granted. We assume that they’ll always be here, just because we think they should be. That’s a true tragedy to me, because we say that people shouldn’t kill themselves because life is precious, but while they’re alive we treat them like their lives are worthless. We say that suicide is selfish, but we live our whole lives so selfishly, we make it painful for others to live. I’m not trying to justify suicide, but I think that we are so oblivious to why people embrace death so eagerly and give up their lives so willingly.
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