There's this piece of news that has been keeping me up all night. A woman in her mid-50s dies after jumping from three stories.
Information tells us that she was holding a kid before it moved away from her. Right now my head is spinning with all these conspiracy theories and I can't help but wonder what could be going on inside that woman's head.
Was this planned or impulsive? Was she trying to run away and forcing the kid to go with her? Was she so depressed that she couldn't tell anyone about her problems?
I've thought of suicide on more than a dozen occasions but I can't bring myself to actually do it. I know its sad but it takes a lot of guts to actually be hateful of everything you are seeing hearing tasting doing. I'm a romantic. Sometimes I am just in love with life. Whenever I hear stories like this I am drawn to depression. How come no one talked to her and made it stop?
There is only one life to live. Maybe she wants to rest already. I don't know
What happens when we die? If only my lolo gerry could tell me.
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