Suicide Is Not Pretty. It’s Not A “beautifully Sad Ending”. It’s Never A Pretty View, No Matter

Suicide is not pretty. It’s not a “beautifully sad ending”. It’s never a pretty view, no matter the method. It’s an act of killing oneself. It’s horrible, heartbreaking and GRAPHIC. It’s not pretty, a “beautiful disaster”. It’s your mother crying herself to sleep and slowly depleting, not being able to even say your name without breaking down. It’s your father drinking to forget the pain and never coming home because you’re not there anymore. It’s your siblings thinking what they did wrong and didn’t do to help you, putting the blame on themselves despite what you have written in your suicide letter. It’s your friends who curse themselves for not seeing the signs and skipping school because they’ll never be able to see you or talk to you. It’s your school holding an assembly to mourn your death and your teachers thinking if they pushed you too hard. It’s the person who finds you traumatised for life. Suicide affects SO MANY PEOPLE AROUND YOU. It’s NOT PRETTY, NO BEAUTIFUL TRAGEDY, IT’S HORRIBLE! IT’S THE WORST THING YOU COULD DO!

and yet, despite all that, we still make the choice to end our lives; even so, that does NOT make suicidal people and people who have committed suicide cowards.

Sorry, I really needed to put this out there, I have a lot on my mind right now.