Rosebolt said:
Things can get better in that one's mindset can always change. Therefore, one is able to change their outlook on any dire situation. This is obviously a hard thing to do.
I indeed agree that it was a jerk move to let your dad be hurt like that for their own pleasure. Which it was, since they would be unhappier if he left early.
I very much disagree with suicide being selfish. If one has ever been to that stage, you'd actually know that you, with some exceptions, will not think of suicide with the intent of hurting anyone, including yourself. Everyone seems to forget the sufferer. Live for yourself. Always.
Suicide is quite boring though. I mean, you're alive now, might as well learn some cool stuff or discover some epic songs. If you know you're going to die some time, might as well do some crazy cool stuff. Live every day like the last. Unless the last day is one with impossible pain, then live every day like the best day of your life.
Or else you could just kill yourself. The end.
Nah, there's no excitement there. Think of some really crazy stuff you always wanted to do and just go for it. Like, fresia the world, i'm gonna do it. Not that you have to fresia the world, death row takes a long while. Anyway, you get what i mean. That's how i got over it.
And if you're physically impaired in some way, look at what you can do. I mean, if i was paralyzed for 100%, wouldn't feel anything and couldn't move anything. I'd somehow have people use me as a football and see how that goes. Be creative man, there's alot of fun to be had.
No fun in killing oneself though.
Happy living.
I agree, suicide is generally not to hurt anyone but to stop hurting. When your strength to carry is not equal to the load, you drop it. It's a simple equation. When we strip away every unprovable philosophy, what remains is the pursuit of pleasure and the avoidance of pain.That's what I've been doing up to this point in my crummy life, but physical torture is where I draw the line. My dad was beyond disabled, he was in hell. As exciting as hell on earth may sound, when he wasn't being cut into, with minimal pain killers, throwing up blood or having seizures,he was really bored; laying in stale rooms in pain, alone or mistreated by nurses aids, his family unable to look him in the eye, watching his body deteriorate and distort until anything that could bring joy in life, eating, sex, entertainment, sleep, even ones own cognitive abilities, was gone. The disease ate away at his brain, nervous system and adrenal system to the point where happiness and changing paradigms was no longer an option. This condition eventually causes despair and suicidal desires, the person doesn't choose it.
That's the reality I'm planning an escape route from. I won't jump the gun, (no pun intended), but if I get near enough to that place with no signs of slowing, I'm going to slam on the brakes if you know what I mean, before it's to late. Suicide doesn't appeal to me in any other way than as an end to suffering without reasonable hope, and I stress the word reasonable. I'm afraid to do it and don't enjoy the thought of the most marginal bystander in my life knowing of it, that's why I'm even discussing it, but I know I may have to do it. If I hadn't seen what is likely to happen with my own eyes, I would probably still be hopeful, but it's terrifying to have to watch what's going to happen to you first.
As far as selfishness goes 1) The people who call people who commit suicide selfish, are selfish.
2) Everyone is selfish and even the most selfless act can be traced back to selfish reasons. We capitalize I, not you.
I appreciate everyones thoughtful input. Was just making sure I wasn't missing anything and also trying to process a harsh reality.