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Every day's a different warning [Jan. 13th, 2011|08:32 pm]
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New year. 25. What hasn't changed since I last updated? My sweet tooth.

On a less jesting note, a friend of mine recently informed me of a mutual friend's suicide. Apparently he had impregnated some girl who wasn't his girlfriend and decided that was all. Though I wasn't close to this person, and hadn't even talked to him in at least over a year and a half, I can't help but feel permeated by this abrupt punch in the vulva from life. What he killed himself over almost seems petty to me. To complicate matters even further, he was really smart (had a BS in biology by age 15) and seemed rational enough. It makes me wonder how much is too much and what my limits are.

Speaking of limits, on the very same day, I read some article about a guy who had found out that a kindergarten friend he had lost touch with had been killed by her mother not long after she moved away from him. Wanting to know the circumstances of her death, he posted an article summoning the e-ssistance of redditors to find out the details, and within minutes, someone had an article describing the murder-suicide. I guess that it was just another reminder of how the ephemeral life I (we) have. Seems like I have those every day with the near death driving experiences in Maryland, but I don't know, the feeling of dread is just lingering longer than usual.

I wanted to end there, but something feels incomplete--or not incomplete enough.

Do something tomorrow that that makes you feel alive.

[User Picture]From: _equanimous_
2011-03-07 10:59 pm (UTC)
I logged back into livejournal, which made me die a little.
Reading this reversed that effect.

I saw the post you're referring to on Reddit. That community never ceases to amaze me with its solidarity. Did you see the lucid_ending's IAMA a few days ago? Essentially, it was a cancer patient who was tired of dealing with the half-life that the drowsy pain medicine allowed them, so they were going to end their life in 52 hours (legally, under Oregon's [I think] dying with dignity act).
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