I murdered my self. It wasn’t a Suicide, it was me giving up on everything I had - myself, parents, love, friends, siblings, pets, neighbours, good old memories, anything and everything which I thought was special. I invested so much time on this life thinking it was beautiful but then realised it was not worth spending so much time here. I made this decision thinking this is it. But, even after death I was left along here where I was earlier - more lonelier, more sad, more pain, more issues. Now when I think of it I had the choice to look at life in a different perspective.
What is your perspective?
This life is a puzzle and has so much to explore but your thoughts towards killing your self not wanting to live anymore is going to effect your loved one’s. You might leave thinking nobody cares but there are people who genuinely wants you around.