Two days ago a person living in my neighbourhood committed a suicide. Yesterday was his funeral. I truly can't understand this. If you're too weak to face life, this is not the only way out possible. I don't have any idea what kind of person you must be to poison yourself with gas from your car.
Have you ever though that when someone wants to kill himself, he always plans the way? And it's sooo cold-blooded! For example, it goes like, "Oh, so now I'm gonna leave a note to my mom, saying I love her and it's not her fault, I'll also have to include my wife, my ex-wife, my children, and a notice to my bank creditors saying I'm sorry, but that my family will take care of my debts. After that, I'm gonna switch my alarm to wake me in 6 in the morning, so that my mom won't hear me, I'll go out, drag the gas hose in my room and let it spread the poison. Then I'll sit here and just wait for it to happen. Too bad mom's gonna find me, since I'm stupid enough to commit suicide in my very home. But... Oh, well, I won't be here to see it. She'll get over it."
That's it. done.
Some time around seven in the morning a horrible woman cry wakes up the whole neighbourhood. I didn't hear it though. My mom and sister did. They told me what happened. The next morning the funeral took place, and I've noticed that more people come to funerals than to weddings. It's strange. Tragedies gather them all, while happy events demand hypocrisy. But I'm not sure if people are truly sad either. There were many of them who didn't even know him, but I guess it's an all-time practice. However it's very stupid not to say "hi" when you meet him on the street, but mourn now he's not here anymore. That's also a two-faced attitude.
The same day the funeral was held I was attending a meeting which was very important for my mom, because she works with a corporation offering products for beauty and health. The company's known as "Siberian Health", and it has many clients and consultants throughout the world.
There I met other consultants, her friends, the two doctors (husband and wife) creators of the company, and the man who succeeded so much that he was a millionaire in a two years period of time. He talked with so much inspiration, with so much passion about the work and it's philosophy, that time passed too quickly to notice. And I've decided to do the job. Multi level marketing isn't easy, but it's wonderful from a financial, psychological and social point of view.
This man made me come home and start planning my future. I realized I had scattered my dreams and everyday activities, so I was achieving simply nothing. I started making my moves more carefully, with the thought of success in my mind visions. And I'm not giving up no matter what.
So, the day was pretty colourful and interesting. From a loss of life, through pain, and tears, and coffins, to laughter, belief, success, strength and inspiration, I think I've learned something.
The millionaire destroyed desperation the dead man brought, what a change! Well, I guess light is all we see at the end of the day. :)
3 comments:
Aye, I myself find it rather annoying that whenever someone dies everyone seems to start caring and what not. Yeah sure, if you actually cared about the person, I understand but don't come marching and crying your eyes out just cuz someone died, when you didn't even know them or cared about them, you never once stopped to ask them how's life and now suddenly they are someone you mourn for? Please... I hate how people feel obligated to say "We'll miss him/her" or "He was a good man/woman" really now... the hypocrisy of it all is sickening, and what's even more annoying that people who show their true feelings on the subject like me, I don't give a damn if someone who I didn't know died, I can't feel pain from the loss of said person and I'm certainly not going to pretend that I do, people like this are demonized for... not being hypocrites, accused of being heartless and just plain mean. Yeah, maybe it's mean to show/say what you really feel on such a delicate manner but then again I am who I am and I'm not gonna pretend just because I might offend someone. I have yet to find someone who, like me, feels the same way in regards to the hypocrisy of things like this.
You're absolutely right, and this is absolutely my point. We two are a little like Dr. House, but that's who true people are:) Well, a death is never a joyful one, but it's not a cry-my-eyes-out-and-tear-my-heart-up experience either.
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