There’s been a thought that has been going through my head. It seems to live there rent free. The thought is this: Suicide is never the answer. You see, people are in control of their lives to a point. Suicide is one control mechanism that people can decide if they want to do. If they choose to take that door, there is no coming back. I wonder if people realize that. I wonder if they understand the consequences of killing themselves. I for one understand the consequence and what it will do to those people I love and care about. Maybe that’s why I’m still alive after all this time of having these psychotic episodes. There’s no way of telling of course. I once had a therapist ask me why I was staying alive, what kept me motivated to stay in this life instead of choosing to die. I didn’t have an answer for her. I’m not sure I have an answer to this day to that question, come to think about it. Personally I don’t see the use in suicide. I can imagine it only brings about pain and so...
There are several days where you run across someone and you wonder to yourself “Can I really trust them?” Sometimes you don’t want to believe the whites of their eyes for that devil’s smile they carry with them can have a different outcome than what you’re expecting. Trust goes a long way in some circles. You can’t get through life without trusting someone. An interesting thing about trust is it’s not given away, it has to be earned. Naturally trust is a two way street. You don’t gain someone’s trust and not trust them back. It has to go both ways, how else are you expected to work well with them? So, you have an option to perform. Either you trust people, those around you or you don’t. But if you don’t trust them, don’t expect them to trust you in return. It’s quote a sword this whole trust thing. One has to want to trust, it’s that simple.