Pain is not measured in tears. I didn't cry at my sister's funeral, either. Or my grandmother's, my aunt's, or my uncle's. I have had a lot of death in my life. I've also had two distinctly harsh breakups, and while I did cry a lot and they hurt a shitload, I LEARNED FROM THEM, and guess what, I'm still friends with both people because I decided it wasn't worth it to kill myself or make myself suffer THAT much for.
Those two people are both people I would die for -if they needed my organs, my blood, I'd give it in a second. If someone shot at them, I'd take the bullet. They mean that much to me. But I wouldn't have the ability to do those things if I killed myself.
Let me rephrase: If you love someone so much that you're willing to give your life for them, why aren't you willing to LIVE for that person as well, even if you can't BE with that person? Taking your own life (and I hope to all hell that was a passing whim of yours, and a seriously sick joke) doesn't do anything for anybody -not you, not her, not your family, not your friends. It just leaves a mess and solves nothing. Muddling your way through it like the rest of us means you are a survivor, a learner, a trooper.
And for the record, it's only now that I'm realizing how stubborn you are, but if I have to butt heads with you to keep you talking or thinking even a little positively, then I can put up with the headache. I'm stubborn as all hell too, and why for you? Because YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I CARE.
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Those two people are both people I would die for -if they needed my organs, my blood, I'd give it in a second. If someone shot at them, I'd take the bullet. They mean that much to me. But I wouldn't have the ability to do those things if I killed myself.
Let me rephrase: If you love someone so much that you're willing to give your life for them, why aren't you willing to LIVE for that person as well, even if you can't BE with that person? Taking your own life (and I hope to all hell that was a passing whim of yours, and a seriously sick joke) doesn't do anything for anybody -not you, not her, not your family, not your friends. It just leaves a mess and solves nothing. Muddling your way through it like the rest of us means you are a survivor, a learner, a trooper.
And for the record, it's only now that I'm realizing how stubborn you are, but if I have to butt heads with you to keep you talking or thinking even a little positively, then I can put up with the headache. I'm stubborn as all hell too, and why for you? Because YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I CARE.