Metaphorical Masochism
By Jazz Daffy
It fucking sickens me sometimes to know how selfish human beings can be.
If i were to try and kill myself again, no one would save me. No one ever
has. I've always had to save myself.
If i were to swallow a bottle of aspirin and then puke out my stomach lining
in the middle of a shopping mall, i would be very shocked if anyone would
actually do anything. After all, why should they care about another human
being? There are more than enough people on this planet anyway. Survival
of the fittest, and all that shit.
And if anyone were to call for help, it wouldn't be out of compassion,
out of sympathy, out of love for their fellow man. It would be out of guilt.
It would be only to satiate that disgusting human need to not feel like
things are our own fucking fault.
Or, possibly out of pride. After all, everyone wants to be the one to save
the depressed teenager. To say to their grandkids "I saved someone's life
once." It makes them seem like such a good person, when in reality, they're
a fucking self-centered, worthless piece of shit, just like everyone else.
And when i talk about suicide, all that anyone can say is how selfish it
is. You may be ending your own pain and suffering, but what about everyone
else's? What about your friends and family, and how much they'll miss you
when you're dead?
Fuck you.
You people don't know shit about me. No one could ever understand how horrible
and disgusting i am, how much of what i am is just another god damn role
i play so that i won't feel like i'm fucking crazy. No one seems to see
that i'm not happy, i'm not sad, i'm not angry-- i'm just a fucking monster.
I'm sick of fucking hurting people, and that's why i tried to kill myself
three times. Not because I'm in pain-- i'm not so stupid as to think that
any pain i am in isn't my fault, or at least well-deserved. If i really
hated the pain that much, i could get anti-depressants very easily. You
know that you can get them prescribed to you online now?
I don't want the pain to go away.
I don't want to feel okay about all the shit i've done to everyone around
me.
All i want is to stop hurting people. And the only way to assure that is
to get rid of myself completely. And yes, i know that it would hurt everyone.
But at least it would be the last time.