This is probably the strongest picture I have ever seen in my entire of life.
It was a fine afternoon, I was scrolling down my Tumblr feed and saw this picture. I was possessed with the picture for some seconds. The first thought was, "Beautiful.". Immediately, I saved this picture to my phone. I was and still am amazed with this picture.
The picture's telling us about a person who's going to hang himself. The outer circle is gray, tells how everything looks so hopeless for him. But the circle one is colorful, and alive. He sees hope. He sees a better life through the rope. To me, it's beautiful, and it gives me chill. Sometimes, death that most people avoid, means hope for people who commit suicide.
I live in a country where suicide is not a big fuss. That's ironic, because Indonesia's suicide rank is quite high. The latest news I read, our recent survey in the suicide rate is almost equal to Japan's (full article here). As far as I concern, suicide is not a big problem for our country. Like...unnoticed. Sad, isn't it?
Why should I write about suicide? I can't tell you the exact reason. Maybe because I have friends who act suicidal, maybe because I had ever had a thought about death, or maybe I'm just interested to spill out my opinion about this.
My another question, what do you think about people being suicidal?
Most of our societies judge people who commit suicide or do suicidal action. Note that not everyone who's suicidal will commit suicide. It irritates me actually. It irritates me every time I hear someone says something not nice about people who commit suicide or are suicidal.
Don't you see that what they actually need is help?
I somehow understand why people do suicidal when I was at my lowest point. Not everyone will feel this, but most of us will. When you are mentally hurting, until you think that you can't bear it, you'll start to consider, "It will be better for me to feel nothing at all," in other word, dead.
Some of you maybe read this and think this is so dramatic, but that's just one of the reasons why people can be suicidal.
Ever ask yourself how come someone cuts himself?
Here is the answer, because he wants to know if he still can feel something.
The blade that cuts his wrist, he just wants to see if he can bleed, and how does it feel to bleed. He hurts so badly mentally, is unsure whether he's still alive, because all he knows, he's a living corp. So he cuts himself, let the blood drips from his wrist, and watches it silently. Not that he's mentally disturbed, but he thinks the blood proves that he is still a human.
It's just the other way to show how bad he's hurting until he can't bear it any longer. He does it over, and over again to calm himself, to show that he's still alive. The scars on his wrist are proof that he has survived, each day, with depression, and sadness around him.
And maybe one day, he's tired. Society doesn't understand how bad he's hurting. When people see the scars, they will just walk away, and judge him. So he's tired, and decided that death is the only hope. The only hope to end the endless torture he has been having.
I understand that suicide is not even an option to end the problem, but have you ever had a chance to question yourself 'why' and 'what'? 'Why do they kill themselves?' 'What have they gone through?' 'What makes them decide to end their lives?'. Those simple questions that will help us to prevent suicide actions, but not many people ask them.
For those who are being suicidal, and think to commit suicide, please remember this, you're alive, no matter what.
I may not fully understand how bad you're feeling, but I understand why you're doing this. All those scars, don't you see those mean you're still alive? You have survived. Will you survive again, for tomorrow, the day after, and until you're fully settle?
I know this post is not being so supportive enough but I'm concerned about suicide issues... and the beautiful picture I put above is one of the reason why I can start to understand people who are suicidal/commit suicide. At least, this post shows that I am here, aware, concerned, and will help those who need it.
ps. Sorry for the unstructured and a bit of scattered writings.... my brain has been so uncooperative these days.