You stop eating and all you do is sleeping for days. Then when your brain and heart becomes completely numb of pain and then this
realization of what have i achieved in this world, why should I live? occurs
in your minds. Then you try to do the only possible and best solution at that
second-to kill yourself. And when you try to do so, the brain never works. you
keep roaming around the house a million times but the most obvious places where
the knife, scissors, stool, rat poison are usually stored completely skip the
mind. Your eyes are completely filled with tears and even if these things are
just in front of your eyes, you can never see it. And only now your old buddy
would call to 'just chat' and your best friend would be talking about his girlfriend
and asking you for advice. When all these hindrances are done, your parents who
usually never wake up in the middle of the night come to the kitchen to ask you
one million questions.
Then you try to cut your hand and only when you try it, you realize how blunt your kitchen knife is. After all these you finally feel hanging is the best option and try to tie
the dupatta, suddenly you could never reach the fan which usually hits you (at
least you feel so) when you try to jump or clean stuffs at home. And the stool
you usually move with a single finger never moves away from your leg no matter
how hard you push it with your leg.
And once you are fed up with all that and you try to just go jump off from
the terrace, suddenly and suprisingly the watchman would have locked the
terrace door only on THAT day. And when you are completely down with the loser
feeling that you are not even fit to kill yourself someone would call you to
ask some doubt in your project. You forget everything else because the fear of
project would be worse than the fear of killing yourself at that point.
And then when you are working on your project you try to plan your death and
when you Google "how to suicide" you get results on how not to and
some amazing mokka sights link
like this.
And you start crying your heart out to your best friend and he would think you are lying
and would start making fun of you. Then you end up writing pages in your personal
diary.
That is the sad story of many suicide failures. It actually requires the guts and strength which makes you feel living the life is much easier than being stupid.
That is the sad story of many suicide failures. It actually requires the guts and strength which makes you feel living the life is much easier than being stupid.
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