by Mr Anonymous
Many times, I stimulate got asked together with been asked: 'What is life actually about?'
'Is the joy, the tears, struggles, the hurting -- everything -- actually worth it?'
I don't know.
Yes, that's my answer.
I actually don't know.
I'm simply a academy student, barely learning nearly life. I stimulate got trivial to no assets; I however alive amongst my parents; I brand inappropriate jokes amongst my friends together with therefore express joy similar fools.
But am I happy?
Yes.
Do I myself intend that life is worth living?
Yes.
But...
I know someone who had graduated from a prominent academy inwards Tokyo together with got a chore equally a lecturer amongst a real lucrative salary.
I know someone who has an extremely attractive face, 1 that would brand all women (and often, men too) produce a double take, if non triple.
I know someone who has an amazing singing voice, fifty-fifty been the Pb vocalizer inwards his real ain band, pop plenty to last touring all circular Europe.
I know someone who tin last whatever else he wants to be, become wherever else he wants to go, stimulate got whatever else he wants to have.
Yes!
And this ‘someone’ I simply described is the same person.
Someone I would laissez passer on anything I could to fifty-fifty stimulate got 1% of what he has.
Someone who has everything that I don't.
He fifty-fifty has the brightest together with kindest personality imaginable. He lights upward a room simply yesteryear existence inwards it.
Yet, here's the bitter truth.
He wants to commit suicide.
That's right. He wants to die. Actually has tried taking his life a yoke of times but failed.
And the saddest part: There's utterly zero I tin produce nearly it.
While I’m here, having zero actually worth existence boastful of, but yet existence happy together with never thinking of ending my life, I can't halt having sleepless nights together with thinking of this real enquiry -- Why is life the means it is?
And all the fourth dimension amongst the fantasized icon of my friend belongings a loving cup of poisonous substance to himself burning into my mind.
So, the answer?
I don't know.
God, I know NOTHING nearly life.
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Many times, I stimulate got asked together with been asked: 'What is life actually about?'
'Is the joy, the tears, struggles, the hurting -- everything -- actually worth it?'
I don't know.
Yes, that's my answer.
I actually don't know.
I'm simply a academy student, barely learning nearly life. I stimulate got trivial to no assets; I however alive amongst my parents; I brand inappropriate jokes amongst my friends together with therefore express joy similar fools.
But am I happy?
Yes.
Do I myself intend that life is worth living?
Yes.
But...
I know someone who had graduated from a prominent academy inwards Tokyo together with got a chore equally a lecturer amongst a real lucrative salary.
I know someone who has an extremely attractive face, 1 that would brand all women (and often, men too) produce a double take, if non triple.
I know someone who has an amazing singing voice, fifty-fifty been the Pb vocalizer inwards his real ain band, pop plenty to last touring all circular Europe.
I know someone who tin last whatever else he wants to be, become wherever else he wants to go, stimulate got whatever else he wants to have.
Yes!
And this ‘someone’ I simply described is the same person.
Someone I would laissez passer on anything I could to fifty-fifty stimulate got 1% of what he has.
Someone who has everything that I don't.
He fifty-fifty has the brightest together with kindest personality imaginable. He lights upward a room simply yesteryear existence inwards it.
Yet, here's the bitter truth.
He wants to commit suicide.
That's right. He wants to die. Actually has tried taking his life a yoke of times but failed.
And the saddest part: There's utterly zero I tin produce nearly it.
While I’m here, having zero actually worth existence boastful of, but yet existence happy together with never thinking of ending my life, I can't halt having sleepless nights together with thinking of this real enquiry -- Why is life the means it is?
And all the fourth dimension amongst the fantasized icon of my friend belongings a loving cup of poisonous substance to himself burning into my mind.
So, the answer?
I don't know.
God, I know NOTHING nearly life.
***
The author of this slice specifically asked to rest anonymous. Sumber http://www.dnbstories.com/