Friday, November 5, 2021

SUICIDE!

    A middle aged woman from my neighborhood committed suicide recently, and people have been talking about this. As much as i tried not to 'care', i heard someone said something like this, "How could she have such a short-term way of thinking?" The moment i heard this, trust me, i wanted so bad to roll my eyes, but i'm just not used to it sooo yeah i didn't, but here's the thing, how can we be judgy even toward someone who's already dead? Short-term way of thinking? She might have spent days or even weeks, months, trying to work her way out of the dirt. She might have been thinking of thousands of ways to fix whatever situation she was facing. We'd never know. It's just too bad out of those thousands ways she couldn't see even a single one that would work out. She thought it was all hopeless. She was hopeless. And noone was by her side to convince her that things gonna be okay. I don't justify what she did, but i have no right to blame her, or her way of thinking. And yeah it's pointless now to rattle about this on the internet, but i believe we can always learn something from this.


1.

We're busy, for sure, dealing with our own life, but please take a moment once in awhile, to check up on our beloved ones. They might currently need a support system. Please be available for them.


2.

You hear a terrible incident, like suicide? Trust me, nothing you say matters! The least you can say is your sincere condolences. Noone needs your baseless opinions as to why and how she/he did that. You are neither a police officer nor a k-9 police dog. Go sniff your nose at Burger King, it smells better there.


3.

Suicide isn't escaping. Think about it this way, escaping is more like this; a prisoner was so frustrating spending his life in a small windowless room that smelled like his own pee, so he found a way to escape the prison by digging a tunnel, or let's say, by taking a shrinking pill. All attempts by the authorities to find him had failed so they closed the case. Meanwhile, miles away from that prison, somewhere in Maldives, he's living his best life. Now that's a beautiful escape story. You know the point is escaping is about getting out of a bad situation to a better one. Have you watched Money Heist? You see how they escape the building and ended up somewhere in Thailand or somewhere, enjoying their lives? That's what i'm talking about. Suicide doesn't take you anywhere! It just simply erases your existence. While your problem remains. What's so cool about that? You think you're free when you are no longer breathing? Well, corpses don't know the concept of freedom. Only living humans do. So the concept of ending your life to instantly buy your freedom is bogus.

If you ever had/have the thought of committing suicide, please... think of the people who love you like crazy. Or if you think you have none, maybe that's the reason why you shouldn't give up on life. Because you still need to find love, the people who love you. They are out there! They really are. Because yeah life is cruel, but God isn't. That's for sure.
Let's survive!

Monday, June 28, 2021

I Forgot My Age

As it happened, we were talking, this friend of mine and me. We were born in the same year and month. We talked about jobs and marriage and life and stuff. Then I blurted out, "Chill. We're still 23!"

And there she shot back, "Who are you kidding? We're 24 dear."

And I laughed it off. "You're dreaming. Use your calculator. You're brain is lagging."

The truth is... MY BRAIN IS LAGGING. Maybe because of this one-year-straight pandemic, I lost track of time. But she was right. I am 24. Dammit! I mean, it's something to be grateful for, I'm well aware of that... but... seriously! Why... I've heard they say TIME FLIES but I guess I never really knew what it means... Until now, when my friend's words jerked me off, back to the reality. Somehow it feels really disturbing. I guess it's because I've always thought that I was 23, and now someone just presented me the undeniable fact that I'm 24, and I feel like life has robbed a whole year from me without me noticing it. Since when did I forget to count my years on earth? 3 months ago? Long before? What about next year? Will I keep forgetting it? Because now that I think of it, I guess I know why I forgot that. I never meant to forget, but my brain chose to. 


Okaaaay let's not dwell on it, shall we?


Now that we've figured out we're 24, we've got to do something ('We' refers to me and myself, fyi). Not that we've been doing nothing this whole time. We've been doing a lot of things; working, self-upgrading, a lot of learning and stuff (which is also part of self-upgrading), and it's all good. But now we have to do something that really matters. Not that everything we've done doesn't matter (Dammit I can't keep negating my own words!). The point is, I've been doing everything as a 23-yr-old-me. Now that I realized I'm fricking 24, it's all have to be changed! For Real! Let's start with, less playing around and more seriously plan ahead. Not just plan it, but act on it.


I don't know since when I started to refer to myself in first plural personal pronoun, but let's get back to 'I', because I don't want you to think that I'm talking to my imaginary friend or something.


It feels better now that I already spit it out. Now I just need to close this page and back to the real life. Wish me luck! (I know life is NOT a wish granting factory, but c'mon! It's just what they say... WISH ME LUCK. They keep saying that before doing some things, and other will reply GOOD LUCK. I mean, whether we believe or not in luck, the expressions stick with us, so for once, just let me use that okay?!

WISH ME LUCK!

Chiao

Saturday, March 13, 2021

Turbulence

I got no reason to cry, but i did it anyway. And i think i'm depressed. But like i said, there ain't no reason at all. So maybe i'm just looking for random reasons to justify that i'm depressed. I'm not. I'm just bored. And a bit lost (my definition of lost, don't decipher it your way). And much more, but not depressed. I just can't understand life, but sometimes i think that i do too well, while at the same time i realize that i don't, but because i really want to, i try too hard to understand everything, and it's just fricking frustrating. 

I need to rest. But every time i got the time to rest, i'd be (over)thinking what would i have to do after i'm done resting, which only made me restless.

I need to recharge. But idk what would i do to recharge myself, and what's the point of recharging, if you don't really have a clue what you'll do after you're fully charged. I guess i don't really trust that "we'll figure things out along the way" stuff. But anyway, it's simply because i don't trust almost everything in life. Like i don't even trust myself. God i'm so helpless lol

#imjustboreditssaturday