Throughout the whole book, there was no part that struck me so much as the question on the first page of the preface. Why do you not commit suicide?
So many are the times that I've heard people complain about their "terrible" lives and so many are the times that I've unjustly judged them in secret. Of course I will never understand what they go through or how they process what they do but I do understand that they are not aware of what life really is. It's not about going out and finding a meaning whether it be a hobby or a person but about letting a meaning come to you. I believe that the unexpected is what comes with the greatest outcome. Most of the time when we search, it's harder to find. rather than when we aren't looking, what we want tends to find us. So is there a meaning to our lives? Yes. A different one for each but we must let it find us. And while we're waiting we shouldn't be upset that that everything is temporary but more so grateful. Sure the good things are going to come and go. But so will the bad, and I believe that's one of the greatest gifts of life.
Of course not every person contemplates suicide considering how extreme of an option that is, but most do. Sadly those who go through with it miss an opportunity at finding a happiness so great that only they could understand. I'm thankful for those who don't because they realize that there's something waiting for them on the long road ahead. And we have to remember, it's a long and broken road.
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