REASONS TO LIVE

What do I have to do to wake you the fuck up?

What do I have to do you to get you to choose life?

 I tried to kill myself. And I’m here talking to you right now. Yes, talking into my phone. Looking out the window of my house at this dude walking down the street wondering what’s going through his head to keep him going.

 What gets you out of bed every day?

What helps you to stay alive?

What’s your reason for living?

 If you don’t know why you’re here and you don’t know what it’s like to express the true you then there is no point to be alive is there?

 That’s the great thing about suicide.

That’s why depression is so fucking awesome.

It makes you realize you want to live.

 And those who don’t feel depression don’t know what it’s like to live.

 So live.

Fucking live.

Right now.

 End of blog post.