My entire perspective changed in the span of a single conversation.
That day, like all the others, followed the same boring routine: wake up, go to school, go home, do whatever, eat, do whatever, then go to bed. The only variance to my schedule was the occasional extracurricular activity and what occurred in school. However, school for me was always easy. I never struggled, I never had to exert myself. This ease combined with my upbringing is what carved my arrogant, selfish, and immature nature. No matter what, I never admitted to being wrong or at fault. I would always have an excuse. Not only that but I couldn’t be bothered to help others and I always saw others as below me. Despite my hideous personality, my life was easy because of …show more content…
I didn’t know what to say. Even if I did, anything I said wouldn’t have much of an effect right? I knew I had to do something but I didn’t know what. What could I do?
W: “Well, I hear bleach isn’t much of a way to go out. But y’know what I hear works? Living a fulfilling life till your seventy-ish and then this guy called death takes you. Painless and 100% effective.” Can I laugh her out of depression?
A: “haha, there’s a reason I didn’t put that as an option.” It’s not working! C’mon brain think!
W: “Well what about, ‘None of the above’?”
A: “lol, not an option.” What do you mean “not an option”? Of course it’s an option!
W: “I don’t want this to sound rude or generic but by committing suicide, you might alleviate a burden from yourself, but you 're putting a huge one on your friends and family who care about you. So please don’t, ok?”
A: “Do you even care? Does anyone even care?” This one struck me hard. My answer was obvious: “of course I care. I’m sure your parents care too.” But that wasn’t true just ten minutes ago.
W: “Of course I care! I’m sure I’m not the only one either.”
A: “really?” Definitely yes.
W: “Definitely