Dear
Friend,
I know you probably think
that this is some kind of sermon. But I assure you that I am not a preacher. I promise I won’t act like I understand
your pain, the grief hanging heavily in your heart, or the war raging inside you,
because I honestly do not understand - nobody does. But one thing I
know for sure is that you are becoming suicidal. And contrary to what everyone
thinks, suicide is a very good option … and I will support you all the way. But
before you gulp down that poison, or choke yourself to death, take a moment to
read this to the end - you have nothing to lose anyway.
Now that I have your
attention, I’d like to remind you and stress the importance of doing whatever
it is that is worth doing well. So, if suicide is still the option you’d rather
go for, then you must do it properly and do it to yourself alone. You don’t
have to take me or another man with you. I believe you do not want to be tagged
a murderer after your death. Moreover, your own burden is more than enough for
you to carry.
I know that you are
confused, my dear friend, but do not be; for confused is not a good thing at
this final stage. In light of the befuddled statement I made earlier, I believe
you have me and some other people in your life who’d be hurt (even beyond what
you think) to find out that you are dead. Your death might mean our deaths, and
I am not just talking about being lowered into the grave, for a person could
also be dead while still alive. Come to think of it, if you are responsible for
another man’s pain, then you are not too different from whatever/whoever it was
that made you suicidal in the first place.
Or maybe you only want to
punish us, your loved ones, by killing yourself. You want to punish us for
failing you, for not being there for you, for not living up to your
expectations… That’s so thoughtful of you, I’ll give you that. And if your
punishment works out as planned, you’ll succeed in making us miserable, or
maybe drag us along with you on this journey of no return, in which case, means
more burden for you in heaven. But if it doesn’t work, then time will heal our
wounds, and you’d be forgotten like the distant memory of a household name.
Either way, my thoughtful friend, it is your loss.
Life is so unfair my dear
friend - you know that (we all do). And there’s not a person who has not
had/ is not having his own fair share of life’s unfair treatment. So, I wonder…
I only wonder why you’d rather die a coward than fight for your own life. You
do remember that history only sing the praises of brave men, don’t you?
Even if after all these,
you still want to go ahead with suicide, you have my support. But I have
unfinished business here on earth, and until I complete my task, you’ll have to
tread the lonely and wild path of death alone. And need I remind you once again
my dear friend, that if you do that, it is your loss… and yours alone.
PS I LOVE YOU! PLEASE DO NOT RID THE
WORLD OF YOUR BEING. STAY ALIVE AND FIGHT!
Your concerned friend,
Akinyemi AbdulMalik O.