Just So You Know, I’m Not Dying

By: Anyssa Chung

Some 25% of suicides happen on a Wednesday.

It’s really no wonder. With the traffic too slow, and the failure unending- when the going gets tough, it’s no wonder people want an escape. There’s a certain kind of solace available only in the hands of the Ripper, or so most would love to believe. Ironically though, in the last stage of letting go people realize the value in what was, which leads them to think of the “what if?”

What if they stayed?

What if he pushed through?

What if she chased her dream and they were wrong?

In the beginning of trying exists a certain kind of problem; the fear of taking the leap. To be uncertain of what lies at the bottom of the cliff, but still make the jump anyway requires a certain amount of courage, but to keep on through an unknown path, even if one can turn from it, is bravery bordering on insanity- a rare quality sought out in desperation. Such is the problem when halfway through; the fear turns astonishingly anew. Especially if people are found to be well on their own already, suddenly then does everyone seems so apathetic. That in the praise they’ll receive after your accomplishment is as common and rehearsed as they feared.

The drop- maybe the fall isn’t as high or maybe the ground isn’t as hard. Perhaps more suffering and not victory is what really waits ahead.

Is it really worth the trouble?

Through the harsh journey towards success, there will come a time when a person thinks that whatever he is would never be enough for what he would want to be, that maybe all the expectations were wrong and the dreams were meant to be just a figment of his imagination- but that’s the beauty of it.

When a person starts to question himself, then would be the only time he would start looking for answers. After all, men create things only when there be a need for it. One does not go against the current without a purpose, otherwise they would never have reached the other side. So if they find themselves wondering “is it really worth it?”, then is the time to remember why one took the dreaded leap to begin with. Despite all the possibility of failure, they chose to believe in the possibility of success and that in itself is enough of a reason to stay.

Because, even if the traffic too slow, the failure unending and the pressure too high- when the going gets tough, there is a reason why one chose to get out of bed that Monday morning.

And as long as there’s a value to that reason, maybe the 25% of suicides that happen on a Wednesday would not have happened at all.