I used to be very black and white in my teens and early twenties; then I learned that there is no such thing. Everyone's point of view is valid, as long as it's not hurting someone else, imo. I have practiced and made it a point, whenever possible, to not be haughty, unswervingly opinionated, or angry because people disagree with me, as I was wont to be in my youth. I don't always succeed, maybe even not often, but I do try. Tonight, someone hit a nerve in a way I wasn't prepared for, and I reached a level of livid I've not felt in a long time. Years, actually. I don't know quite what to do with it, hence my posting here. In fact, I started writing this in NAFF, just to vent it, but that felt somehow inappropriate.
A former coworker and Facebook friend posted about someone they knew of who had committed suicide, saying they didn't think it was a tragedy, as the person was in so-called "perfect health" and was fully in control of their actions. This crushed me to the core. I have known SO many people in the past four or five years who have attempted suicide, most of them successfully. I will admit (not to scare anyone, but to lend validity to my perspective, I suppose), I have thought about it myself quite a bit in my lifetime. I'm not proud of it, and it's certainly not something to be glib about. I have a really difficult time believing that anyone who chooses to go that route is in perfect health. I believe they need help. I believe that anyone who feels despair on such a deep level that they feel there is nothing in their life, not one single thing, worth living for deserves our sympathy and, wherever possible, our assistance. To shrug one's shoulders at the loss of a life, at a father who has been tragically ripped away from his wife and children, is.... I honestly don't have the words right now, but if I did, they would be very much the opposite of happy.
But all of this is bigger than I can express to this FB "friend", someone I hardly know, without feeling like I sound bitter, preachy, judgmental.... So I'm putting it here, as much to vent it as for any other reason. Life is precious, and loss of life is tragic, whatever the circumstances. Heh, so sayeth I, in my preachiest, bitchiest, most "black and white" fashion.