Suicide Notes

by Michael Thomas Ford

Seriously, I think I would pick Hell. The people there would probably be more interesting.

mood it will be like a party 🥳🎉

How come someone always saves the people who try to kill themselves and then makes them tell everyone how sorry they are for ruining their evenings? I keep feeling like everyone wants me to apologize for something. But I’m not going to. I don’t have anything to apologize for. They’re the ones who screwed everything up. Not me. I didn’t ask to be saved.

no one cares when youre alive, they only care when your dead. (or I guess in this case half so)

And just because your life isn’t as awful as someone else’s, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck. You can’t compare how you feel to the way other people feel. It just doesn’t work. What might look like the perfect life—or even an okay life—to you might not be so okay for the person living it.

Everyone has their own shit that they are dealing with, don't compare it to your own shit it's not a challenge of who's the most fucked up, if it was everyone would lose.

Why is it okay to put someone to death, but it’s not okay for those people to do it themselves? I’ll tell you what I think. I think it pisses people off when you kill yourself because it takes away their chance to control your life, even a little bit. They don’t like it when you end things the way you want to and don’t wait for the way it’s “supposed” to happen. What if suicide is the way it’s supposed to happen? Do they ever think of that?

dang

They move their mouths, but nothing important comes out. They just talk and talk and talk.

so true

how much do you have to hate yourself to want to just wipe yourself out?”

Sometimes you just hate your situation and feel stuck. Sometimes sadness just consumes you and it feels like the only way to get it to stop.

If I forget about the pain, I might also forget that it was a really stupid idea to do it in the first place.

is not stupid that you dealt with your pain the only way you knew how

Personally, I think they killed the bear because they were afraid of it. That’s what people do, kill the things they’re afraid of.

The same could be said for suicide or cutting, you try to kill off a part of yourself that your afraid of or that haunts you.

No one ever tells you that when your heart breaks, you can feel it. But you can. It feels like something has crumbled inside you and the pieces are falling into your stomach. It hurts more than any punch ever could. You stop breathing, and for a while you can’t remember how. When you finally do, it feels like your throat has closed up, like you’re trying to suck air through a straw.

I hate that feeling. For a split second your heart breaks and your heart falls to your ass and it feels like someone died and you just feel overwhelming sad.

It’s sort of perfect, when you think about it. Isn’t falling in love a lot like losing your head?

As long as you don't loose your self in the process.