Same with suicide. No one chooses it. The truth is, you're trapped in an unendurable cycle of pain, and no one is offering solutions. And yes, sometimes there are specific, tangible problems, with which you know others could help, if they could be bothered. So, it isn't all abstract. It isn't all rich supermodels with "nothing to feel depressed about".
Yes, anyone can suffer from clinical depression. There doesn't need to be an obvious reason. But some of us, news flash, have desperate life circumstances, either causing, or contributing to, our depression and anxiety. To the fact that we want out.
Suicide isn't a choice, in that we feel there are other endurable options.
It also isn't a choice, in the sense that we may intend to kill ourselves, and act upon the decision, and yet survive.
Whose story is this, really? And what is the point of writing these words? They're not new, are they? All of this is already out there.
Is this my story? His? Hers? Is it yours? Who cares? Can someone please care, before it's too late, and another one is lost? Another one who could have been saved.
Too care or not: There is a choice.
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