“My worth is but nothing – thus I choose this road, for my freedom and for me.
Call me a coward, if you will, but to me?
What lies before me is pure and utter freedom from the chains I was bound by
Free from all the pain, the suffering and lies.”
Recently, someone committed suicide in my university yesterday.
Several have commented about the case, but after seeing a few mentioning that the institution could have done more about it and things like “Should have just asked for help”, I felt like I had to say something, at least.
It isn’t that easy.
While it is true that the university as well as similar institutions provide counselling services and such, it is not just about having the aforementioned services. It’s more about whether the student suffering from such issues have the courage to actually approach them.
To those suffering from such issues, taking the step to approach them is like Mount Everest. They don’t want to be weak, don’t dare to be. They fear. They’re scared. They might be having a lot of things on their mind.
Maybe they’re overthinking it, you think. Approaching for help is easy, you say. But you don’t know what goes in their mind.
Imagine having those little voices, saying that you aren’t good enough, life isn’t worth it – messages like that by the dozens and living with it for, possibly, a long period of time. What and how they think – we do not know.
Institutions can only do so much.
It is up to the people who have them to take the first step, to reach out.
‘Balancing on a beam high up on the cliff,
Two paths lie before me, open and waylaid,
Which should I choose? Which should I take?
I know I should live, but I am afraid.’