Another young soul who took the midnight train
One of the most achingly – provoking thoughts I have read on suicide has been perfectly described by David Foster Wallace. He compared a trapped person’s mind to making two choices in a burning building – getting burned by the flames or falling towards the pavement. Imagine the painstaking amount of decision making that person has to make. The acknowledgement of both fears is tantamount, and choosing the lesser fear that one can handle to an extent seems the only choice. And those pleading for the person to “hang on” can never understand what was going on that person’s mind. Because, “you’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
This changed the way I think about suicide. They say, you just have to choose to live. But to some, slipping away seems a better option than living with your ghosts that haunts you every day. Fear is irrational, and those who succumbed to it are warriors. Because they fought their battles for so long that no one hardly took notice until fear became their voice of reason. Let us remember Chris Cornell as one of the many valiant warriors who just took the midnight train going on a retreat far away.