My Suicide
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 91 views | 0 comments
I am a young man who's on a path that I never thought I'd be on. I don't know what's right for me. All I've ever wanted since I've become aware of who I am and what I stand for is that I want to help change the world into a better place. I want to force an influx of compassion, love, empathy, and knowledge into my generation, whose own paradigm, full of apathy and self-indulgance runs conversely with what I'd like to do, I can't get anyone to care, and I can't do anything that I want to do in life. I've always known that I was bound to take my own life- I just never recognized the feeling for what it was until recently. I don't know how much longer I'm going to let myself live in a world where no one wants to hear truthful unpleasantries or do anything to fix their world. I imagine that somday, maybe when I'm an adult, maybe sooner, I'm just going to realize that the world isn't a beautiful place, as I've always been taught, and I am going to kill myself. I won't plan it, I won't make a dramatic scene over it. I won't be (and am not currently) depressed when it happens, and it won't be a cry for attention. It'll just be me accepting my fate as a mediocre failure in life who decided to burn out instead of fade away. That is my confession.
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