Don’t kill yourself, please

I’m really, really sad that I see all of these asks and posts about how people want to kill themselves, how no one would miss them and no one would care; that people would be happier without them and life would presume as normal. I’m here to tell you that you are completely wrong. If you’ve ever had a friend say those similar things and ended up going through with suicide, you will know right away that not a single person was happy that they died. No one goes to a funeral of someone who has killed themselves and talk about how they can move on with their lives in a more positive way. That doesn’t happen. No matter how many times you tell yourself, that will never be how it is. Imagine the person that finds your lifeless body, imagine your little brother or sister, your older siblings even your parents, the ones that have raised you from the very beginning, finding you in that state. Not a single person, no matter how heartless you tell yourself they are, is going to look at your body and think to themselves “Well shit what am I going to do with this mess.” or “Finally!” or anything along the lines of a happy note. At all. They’re going to hope and pray that it’s not too late, that they’re not too late, then once they find out they are, they’re going to sit in their head and think about what they could have done to stop this, all of this things that they’ve done that pushed you to this point. You don’t want to push that guilt on anyone. Not for your own selfish reasons. I’m going to tell you right now that nothing is worth taking your life over. Not a single thing. I know you think otherwise but you have to change your perspective. You have to ask yourself “Is this problem going to matter tomorrow?” if so, then ask yourself “Is this problem going to matter next week?” if so then ask yourself “Is this problem going to matter next year?” and I promise you that if you keep doing that, you’re going to find a point in time that your problem won’t matter anymore. You’ll have grown from it. Grown out of it. Gotten over the boy or girl, moved away from your verbally/mentally/physically abusive parents, you’re going to get out of school and away from the bully, that one memory that won’t leave you alone will fade into the background. I promise that nothing you’re going through will last forever. But if you kill yourself, that will last forever. That will sit in the back of at least one persons mind for the rest of their life, and you’ll just be gone. Gone forever. Leaving everyone on this planet with unanswered questions, untold feelings and restless thoughts of how they could have prevented this.

So please, please, rethink your actions. Talk to someone, ride a bike, play with a baby, color a picture, cry your eyes out. Because I promise you, that one day you’ll be ok. You just have to give yourself a chance.

Please give yourself a chance.