I find it unnerving that I had the unfortunate luck of hearing about two suicides that are at most 2 degrees of separation apart from myself. If I had to count the number of suicides that are of similar degrees apart since college… it would be 6. How fucked up is that huh?
We all have read about the first in the papers, but a college bench-mate of ours had also killed herself a few days or weeks before.
I was personally disturbed because the latter incident (which is actually former if you do it chronologically) had literally jolted me to re-evaluate a position I had always stood by [vehemently] when it came to the subject. I had only mentioned it in passing on a useless survey/meme post I had 4 years ago, but I thought I might as well just put it out there for posterity’s sake.
Again, my only intention in this post is to explain the way I feel. I’m in no way saying that people should share the same sentiments. And of course, its never my intention to insult the memory of the departed – especially to those [common friends] who care about them more than I do. So take everything I say here with a grain of salt… and at best, just consider it as “understanding how Carlo feels about suicide” 😉 Now if you feel that you will still be angered despite the disclaimers I said, then just stop reading now. But who are we kidding… we all know a warning like that will just make everyone want to read the post even more 😉
Seriously though, I’m not here to pick a fight; if you’re planning to comment with the purpose to pick a fight or tell me off, I’m already warning you that I will either not respond to your comment, or delete it. But if you just want to discuss and argue rationally, then feel free to tell me what you think.
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