KuriGohan&Kamehameha
想死不能 - 想活不能
- Nov 23, 2020
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I wonder if anyone else has read this book before, you can find the English translation here: https://denpaarchive.neocities.org/suicided
It's a memoir of a Japanese man in the editing industry who lost his wife and two close friends to suicide. One of them was the famous mangaka Nekojiru.
This is one of my favourite parts of the book:
"In the end, she died because she wanted to. Simple as that.
No attachments to life. As refreshing as it could be at times, it was scary at others. I wanted to live life full of hedonism, so encountering someone unafraid of death was unnerving. But Nekojiru seemed at peace with this world. Maybe she didn't need anything from it anymore.
She wrung herself dry then went up in smoke. A clean break. There was something frighteningly elegant in her death."
I find myself relating a lot to Nekojiru, so this book hits close to home. There is something comforting in the fact that all of the people discussed were older, in their 30s, and their struggles and motivations for suicide are things I can relate to as someone who is approaching 30, the problems and issues I had when I was younger almost feel small now in the face of getting older, sicker, lonelier.
The author speculates that Nekojiru was able to live that long because of her relationship with her husband, I think this is true for many people. Someone can motivate you to hold on for a bit longer, but that motivation is tenuous and you have to wonder if the pain is going to win out in the end.
It's a memoir of a Japanese man in the editing industry who lost his wife and two close friends to suicide. One of them was the famous mangaka Nekojiru.
This is one of my favourite parts of the book:
"In the end, she died because she wanted to. Simple as that.
No attachments to life. As refreshing as it could be at times, it was scary at others. I wanted to live life full of hedonism, so encountering someone unafraid of death was unnerving. But Nekojiru seemed at peace with this world. Maybe she didn't need anything from it anymore.
She wrung herself dry then went up in smoke. A clean break. There was something frighteningly elegant in her death."
I find myself relating a lot to Nekojiru, so this book hits close to home. There is something comforting in the fact that all of the people discussed were older, in their 30s, and their struggles and motivations for suicide are things I can relate to as someone who is approaching 30, the problems and issues I had when I was younger almost feel small now in the face of getting older, sicker, lonelier.
The author speculates that Nekojiru was able to live that long because of her relationship with her husband, I think this is true for many people. Someone can motivate you to hold on for a bit longer, but that motivation is tenuous and you have to wonder if the pain is going to win out in the end.
