"Come here." "WHERE?" "To terms."

Humor comes in a million different shades. As mine reaches various greys and yellows, I admit, more often an inkling than a joke, I say, "I could die happy, right now." This life assures me nothing good nor bad. Blah. Maybe the next? If any. I won't take anything away from myself because that would mean, I have an enemy. And you don't run from your enemies, You face them. So it's safe to say, I am here until I am not. «c.h.b.»

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CarlywithaS

27 / F

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Sep 12, 2017

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Notes: It's hard to explain this one. I am aware of suicide's toll on everyone. I am neutral, well I like to think so. I notice the many sides of why. It can be a way out but it could be a way in. No one knows what goes on in other people's minds. Suicide can be neither a sign of weakness nor a symptom of strength. Maybe it's both? I don't know but I do know it happens. I lost my friends to suicide. These people, I knew them when I was a kid. We all possessed naivety and love for life. Adventures didn't come to us, we made them. We grew up. We saw, did, & heard things. The real world sucked us in. Expectations hit hard. Lies and deceit had familiar faces. Love hurt. No one is to blame. No one at all! I've come to terms. We all face demons. We all have our struggles. How you face them is what matters? you decide everything in your life. Don't let people get you down. You are capable of anything! Preferably good things that help you, people, maybe nature and animals. Idk but be good.
Tags: #suicide #terms #self #reliance #paragraph #neutrality #expressed #concern

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