Has anyone ever thought about this hypocrisy? I don't mean to bring this into a negative light but how is it that we go about hating ourselves and the hand we were dealt with so much we could kill ourselves but when we hate someone else or there situation we don't go and kill them? I could never ever ever kill anyone or anything! except for myself it seems when a spider is in my house or any other bug I find a loving way to bring that wee guy to outside, or if my dad gets the electric fly swatter out I hate that thing and try to stop him, but when it comes to my beautiful life I could fit myself into the darkest corner of doom and end it instantly. Well, I know if I actually go through with it, which I have tried before, I go into zombie mode and behave exactly like one, no thoughts just doing it. But I don't zombie out and kill others? Either way just a random thought.. what do ya feel?