I also have a step 1,2,3 *
- All my life I felt like a fuck-up, less than...
- Then I took to drugs to try cope
- Then I got hooked on them snd death seems the end to my suffering.
(*sposed to be 12step recovery-ing, ahem...)
One of the big lessons in my life i learnt in prison...
(gather close kids, grandpa's got wisdom! And sweets....)
...Is that normal, happy well adjusted people fuck each other over with unspeakable acts of cruelty.
They don't kill themselves in attonement.
They get paroled and continue to do it.
Its fuckd, but it makes me feel better... ♤
though one of my closest friends murdered his grandad for money for drugs, and will 4eva be a mess...
(am I counter arguing my own point?!)
♤ (I accept im one of the ones struggling to learn my lesson, but in my defense isolation from me is the lesser cruelty than being my intimate friend...)
:: So we have to use it to learn and grow
(i believe suicide is a learning, growing experience...)