Think about how your death would affect others.
So live for other people, to spare them.
Well, yeah, I guess so.
What happens when that’s not enough, anymore? Do I always put the wants and needs of others before my own?
When your want is your own death? Yes.
What if no one cares?
Someone always cares.
How do you drive?
What? What do you mean?
I mean, your rose colored glasses must make every light look red. Must be hard to go if there’s never a green light.
You’re too much of a cynic. Someone always cares.
And their wants always outweigh my own?
Not always, but in this case, yes. You’d be hurting them; that’s wrong.
So I should hurt myself instead?
No! That’s what I’ve been saying. By hurting yourselves, you hurt others.
You misunderstand. Merely by staying alive, I hurt myself. Every day, a bit more pain. Every day, a bit more suffering.
So is theirs. Their pain, their grief, will fade over time. Why is their temporary pain worse than mine?
You’re proposing a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
First off, let’s quit pretending that people live forever unless they kill themselves. Everybody dies. I’m just talking about moving the end up a bit. More importantly, how do you know the problem is temporary? When will I feel better? Do you know how long it has already been going on? Do you know all the other solutions I have tried? The notion that things always get better isn’t supported by reality. Sometimes things get better. Sometimes they get worse. And sometimes they get better and then get worse again. A never ending merry-go-round.
Why can’t you just be happy?
Why can’t you just be tall?
What? That’s different. Try looking at the positive side of things.
Because I’m not here to validate your happy little bubble. Because keeping my feelings to myself, hiding the pain and suffering so that other people aren’t uncomfortable, has contributed to the problem. Pretending to be happy makes me more miserable. That’s why I can’t just be happy.
So you’re going o kill yourself.
No. Not today.
But everything you just said.
Today, I’m still living for other people. I just don’t know for how much longer that will be enough.