dave_h

I never realized that suicide could be so therapeutic.

(someone else's, that is)

This morning when I woke up I was feeling depressed and lonely. I didn't want to celebrate Christmas. I didn't want to do anything.

But then as I watched this woman hanging off the ledge of this hotel balcony near my work I felt all that weight disappear. I realized that no matter how shitty I felt, it was nothing compared to whatever she was going through.

Or what those other people I saw in the hotel room are going through.

Or what the rest of her friends and family are going through now.

And the cops and medical people who have to clean that mess up on Christmas eve.

Maybe it was just the adrenaline rush, but I've been feeling much better for the last couple of hours.


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