I've been dropping hints for a while and told my mum how I just don't fit in anywhere,I don't nor have I ever really enjoyed life. I've also told her I'm on this forum so I'm hoping that I'm preparing her and her grief won't be too bad. I hope I can write her a letter in which I can find the right words to absolve her from any guilt. To convince her that she could not have done or said anything that would have saved me and that I didn't want to be saved.
I see. My case is different. I've never, ever mentioned suicide anywhere, ever. I just don't want to risk the chance of being commited somewhere or something like it.
My mother knows the full extent of my problems, but I'm also working on the letter to make things crystal clear and explain that I just had some nasty, nasty bad luck in life.
My father is somewhat distant. He would also suffer but not as much, he would go on.
As much as we would like to admit it isn't true, most of our lives is due to chance and luck, I'd say around 80%. Hell, even your existence itself is luck.
You could say that I got a "good hand" in life right up until I was around 21. I was a good student, fairly good looking, extremely intelligent, kind, reasonably sociable, etc. Nothing "out of the norm". I always had a tendency to be melancholic and slightly shy, but nothing major or crippling.
Ever since I was around 21 however everything just started to wrong.
Yes, my mother will suffer, but how I am supposed to live unemployed, penniless, extremely unhappy, unable to work in the field I chose, seeing my dreams getting farther and farther away as time goes by and I start getting gray hairs. I just can't.
That's not living. I'm not expecting a major professional break next week, I'm just expecting something reasonable in light of my preparation and knowledge.
Natural Selection really is a bitch. In nature the "unfit" are eaten, in human society the "unfit" end homeless or kill themselves, I suppose.