A Suicide Letter In Six Sentences

[Deborah Jovan Reed]

I'm tired of being stuck in-between afraid of life and afraid of death, the constant fear of where I'll end up when this is all over, so I've decided to meet my fate now instead of tomorrow or in fifty years.

No doubt by the time my body is found I will have rotted and maggots have begun destroying this pathetic excuse for a human form - ptosis, cellulite, buck teeth, and acne - so please just set it aflame and spray the ashes wherever its most convenient, down the toilet if you want.

I'm betting the boss will call annoyed that I've inconvenienced him by failing to show up to run that damn register so he'll have to give someone overtime if he doesn't stay himself - highly doubtful - and after a few days he'll call the cops since he doesn't know any family and they'll find me first if the stench isn't already so bad that the neighbor's complain.

I'd like to pretend someone would actually mourn my death but since I'm only useful when it's beneficial only to them and not me I know that nothing will happen except that all my pictures will be tossed along with anything reminiscence of me and since I've done nothing noteworthy with myself they'll be no stories to tell and I'll be forgotten in a matter of days, when the ashes are disposed.

Well there's nothing left to say I suppose.

Salaam.

[Gloria Watts]

Nicely written but such a sad place to be, and maybe you have misjudged your worth to others - depression is a pit I understand, is there no one can help you?  Gloria

[Angela]

I am glad I came to this rather late and had time to read your comment.  I hope writing your six was cathartic.  It rang very true.

[Deborah Jovan Reed]

Thanks everyone. I wasn't sure how this would be received. It did make me feel good to have said it all and after I finished it was easier to go to sleep. I actually passed out right after. There are times I'm tempted. Once had the noose around my neck I was saved in time by my Dad who threatened to have me commited doped up on so much meds i'd lose my 'self'. Another time I found relief watching a British show called Waiting For God, ironically. I'd never kill myself though because the part of me raised in the church is too nervous in case there is a hell and by killing myself I'm eternally damned.

[Toby Tucker Hecht]

What struck me about this note is that the writer doesn't mention friends.  People with real friends don't commit suicide.  Good writing here.

 

[Joey Delgado]

Very authentic and well-written.

The thing about suicide notes, they are often great pieces of uninhibited writing never to be repeated. Writing can be life-saving. It's not chicken soup for the soul, it's a full on triage unit.

[Teresa]

There's actually a YouTube of suicide notes written by famous people -- Kurt Cobain and a dozen or so others.  Almost every single one was a writer/poet/artist of some sort.  Interesting.  Creative types carry a full load of both heaven and hell.  I hope little "Don't Do It" fragments break off this six and float around the world, un-pollinating any bad ideas.  A guy named Christopher Robison decided to kill his old self by just changing his name -- to Augusten Burroughs.   

[Stephen Torelli]

Glad that this is fiction... sounds authentic.  Hang in there if you're feeling blue.