I know, people who thought about and committed suicide were having a-thousand-times harder life than mine, so my argument is absolutely invalid. Besides, I can't imagine what kind of decision I would dare to take if I were in their situation. This is just my spontaneous thought when I felt very sick and gave up of life--afterlife is scarier for its uncertainty. Life is full of sickness, that's the certain thing. Somehow, that --the certainty-- is better. For me.
If only I could send all the love to everyone out there who suffers from life. Don't let life beat you. I don't know you, but I love you. Many people do, too. Hugs.
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