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Letting Go
Member
- Oct 30, 2018
- 99
For most of my life, I have been depressed and suicidal. Like, it has been a good quarter-century since I last felt genuinely happy and optimistic. Year after year passes by and nothing ever changes besides younger and younger people passing me by in life. At my age, I get downright insulted when I hear people mindlessly parrot chiches like "It'll get better," "There's someone out there for everyone," "Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem," and many others that I must have heard thousands of times by now. For some unfortunate souls who have been cursed since birth, good things were just never meant to be.
Last night, after another miserable night out by myself, I pointed a loaded gun at my head for the first time in my life. I had no intention of pulling the trigger because I didn't want to leave a mess for my family to clean up, but it was exhilarating being so close to finally ending my lifelong suffering; it's one of the only instances where I have ever felt any power and control over my hopeless situation.
If there's one thing that I want to be remembered for, it's forecasting the male suicide epidemic that is about to EXPLODE in America and the western world in the 2020s and 2030s. I predict that, in America alone, hundreds of thousands of middle-aged men -- who are barely hanging on after being mercilessly beaten down by government, corporations, society, and women -- are going to start killing themselves each year once their aging parents start dying off. And a small but growing percentage of them will be taking others down with them as one final "FUCK YOU!" to the society that spited them and was rigged against them all along. It's going to get really ugly out there, and will have devastating consequences for the economy as well as programs like Social Security and Medicare in the U.S.
Last night, after another miserable night out by myself, I pointed a loaded gun at my head for the first time in my life. I had no intention of pulling the trigger because I didn't want to leave a mess for my family to clean up, but it was exhilarating being so close to finally ending my lifelong suffering; it's one of the only instances where I have ever felt any power and control over my hopeless situation.
If there's one thing that I want to be remembered for, it's forecasting the male suicide epidemic that is about to EXPLODE in America and the western world in the 2020s and 2030s. I predict that, in America alone, hundreds of thousands of middle-aged men -- who are barely hanging on after being mercilessly beaten down by government, corporations, society, and women -- are going to start killing themselves each year once their aging parents start dying off. And a small but growing percentage of them will be taking others down with them as one final "FUCK YOU!" to the society that spited them and was rigged against them all along. It's going to get really ugly out there, and will have devastating consequences for the economy as well as programs like Social Security and Medicare in the U.S.
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