This will seem like an incredibly morbid post but hopefully, the WordPress automatic SEO does the work for me and it finds it’s way to the right people and by that, I mean the people that have searched this phrase. It’s not the first time I’ve brushed over this topic in my writing, much more so on the old site, MissSophiaBlog, but unlike my other pieces, this one won’t go by the usual “things will get better” tone, more “I can’t tell you what’s going to happen but at least while you’re here, there’s a sense of control.”
I won’t sit here and say “it’s not that bad.” Because it feels ignorant. I won’t waste my time regurgitating things you’ve already heard such as “it won’t last”, “this is just a phase” and my personal favourite, “things will get better.” Chances are, if you’ve searched for any answer to the question in the title, you care as much about these words as you do about being around right now. And I’m so sorry you feel this way.
But what I can say, and what we know indefinitely, is that no one has any idea of what is to come after we die. And if your goal is to end some sort of suffering, then how are you so sure that ending your life will accomplish that?
You don’t.
If you’re reincarnated, you might end up worse off in the next life and if Hell is real then who’s to say you won’t end up there?
My point is, it’s a known saying that suicide is a “permanent solution to a temporary problem” when in actual fact, we don’t even know if it’s a solution at all but rather a risk taken where all bets are blind. Now, when it’s put like this, consider your current life getting better is more probable than whatever awaits us on the other side. Like the chances of you winning the lottery is 1 in 14 million, small, but not impossible and we know that.
We also know that good days come in cycles, no matter how bad things are, the suffering isn’t completely relentless. Lets say you have a minimum of five good days a year, that’s almost a guaranteed good day every other month. Personally, i’d rather take those statistics than something I am completely in the dark about, like what really happens when we die.
All i’m saying is, that “escape” you want so desperately, might not be an escape at all. We all die at some point, it’s inevitable, so while you’re here and while you can, make the best of a bad situation and wait for your time to come because as much as you’re probably sick of hearing it, things really could get better.
If you need someone to talk to, feel free to message me on any of my socials or here are some hotlines, if i’ve missed any out that you think someone could benefit from, be sure to leave them in the comments.
No matter how alone you feel, there’s always someone willing to listen, sometimes that’s all we need.
The Good Names Are Gone 