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...And She Had To Die

This is really sad and it’s not just sad because someone decided to take her own life, what makes it sad is the reason behind it. There’s no justification for taking your own life, I wrote about this extensively in an article titled suicide a while back but I’d write some more here, people commit suicide for a lot of reasons ranging from debt to depression and a million other reasons that make people almost pity them and understand why they did it. You’re still going to die anyway so why die now? I mean, even if you want to die now, must you do it yourself? Life is not a bed of roses, we all know that but the challenges we face in life should motivate us to work hard towards achieving the kind of life we desire. That’s for those who feel like ending their lives out of frustration from too many things going wrong in their live unlike the person who inspired this write up. I could say rest in peace but that’s up to God to make that happen. The lady (less than 23 years old) who inspired this post committed suicide because her favorite actor died in a series that she has been a huge fan of. So what? Someone hanged himself in a movie and he’s your favorite actor, that’s why you will commit suicide in real life, just because you can’t bear to watch the series without him. Why not drop the series and get another one to get addicted to, must you watch that particular one? That’s how a young life has been cut short, for a reason I dare to consider very stupid. It’s so annoying right now, I don’t know if anyone else feels this way about this but haba!


Stay alive by all means. Live life, make impacts, make money, have fun, eat good, serve God, fall in love, travel, build relationships, I mean? Whatever works, as long as it’s positive, just stay alive. Nobody is worth dying for, no movie, no music, no challenge is worth it, as far as I’m concerned. The actor she died for is somewhere chilling and pursuing his career, making his dreams come true, making money, making love, whatever works for him while she’s nothing but DEAD. If she didn’t leave a suicide note, I’m quite certain that no one would have guessed the reason behind her death. When they said, find what you love and let it kill you, this wasn’t the message it was trying to disseminate. It didn’t even mean actual death, it just meant you should follow it to the latter. If watching series is what you love doing, please, please and please, don’t let it kill you. Don’t die while you’re at it. I love you and I need you alive, somebody needs you, you were created for a purpose, a unique purpose and you don’t want to die without fulfilling that purpose. Even if you’ll fulfilled that purpose, you still don’t want to die, you want to live happily knowing that you’ve achieved your purpose for living, you’re living the dream. Stay alive, only the tough gets going when the going gets tough.


Live, Love, Laugh!


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