Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27086420-20151018050712

          Before I start, I would just like to say that, the upcoming questions I’m about to ask are directed towards those who had a conscious, a sensitive spirit or soul, hyper-sensitive in general, the depressed, or, anyone like me, actually:

          Did you ever do something and fuck it up so royally-fantastic, you wanted to commit suicide because of it? An action that you did that was so amazingly heinous to your own conscious, you can’t stand to live with yourself? Or, you just want to commit suicide for your own reasons, and wish you didn’t perform a specific action before your self-made climax? Murder, rape, theft, telling the often painful truth, a comforting lying to that special someone; from it all an infinitive list could be crafted. I would know, I’ve heard them all…

          Before I give my personal answer, how about you ask yourself this question first? Go to a mirror, look deep into your eyes, and ask your soul:

          “What did I do that I wanted fixed, or removed from myself, before the end?"

           Look as long and hard as you need, eyes are the window into the soul, and the mirror, if not those windows, might be a little more than just foggy. If you wear glasses or use contacts, remove them, beforehand, as they might be, diluting…

          Finished? Good. I can’t wait to personally hear your answer. As for my regretting action, it was making friends. As much as I was overjoyed to know that there ARE people who cared for me, I wish I didn’t meet them, so that they would have one less worry. It would be a random, depressed, individual that committed suicide, and not a best friend that would be leaving them… But that doesn’t matter, now, do you know why? It’s because you’re here, and I might just add your reason to the list…  