So you’re thinking about taking your own life huh? That’s funny. And ironic. Most especially for you. The most selfish human being I’ve ever had the displeasure of knowing. You with your phantom grandeur, your seedy notions of wealth. Your blatant hypocrisy still catches me unawares until I realize the depth of it, of how utterly disillusioned you are. This underdeveloped hubris you keep, it’s taking you further down the hole you’ve dug for yourself. You’ve maimed those who loved you, tossed them to the curb and spat in their face. Then you approached your god and asked to be elevated to the highest ranks of society. Without an ounce of accountability, guilt or remorse. Your disrespect of the universal laws of decency astound me. It disgusts me, it repulses me. But it doesn’t quite stop there, does it?
You’ve failed at this stage in your life. Everything has crumbled before your eyes. Yet by the goodness of humanity, a bone is thrown your way. Still you refuse to see what’s happening to you. You would rather kill yourself than look at yourself for what you’ve become. That’s not desperation, not by a long shot. That’s cowardice. You’re a coward.