"It ain't what they call you, it's what you answer to." - W. C. Fields
That you're reacting entirely emotionally? No, that's quite clear. The problem is that so many people seem to have a major problem with over-emotionalizing, any time anyone dies, they freak out like it's the end of the world. In reality, it isn't about someone else's demise, it's about their own fear of death, projected onto others.I've dealt with this twice in the last year with my two older children. Guess what? They're worlds better, now. Turns out that what had them falling apart was manageable as long as they had proper support. Though I actually had to make a rule that they weren't allowed to hurt their selves in any way. I have to actually explain this to you?
But you're the one projecting onto him. Apparently he saw a reason to die because he killed himself. He didn't do it for no reason. Just because you don't agree with his reasons doesn't mean those reasons didn't exist, or were not valid to him.It's a tragedy to die for no reason just because you don't see a way out or someone else doesn't care about you.
But you only have control for so long, after which, they're adults and get to make their own decisions. Some people don't want to go on living. That's just the way it is. Some people just act stupidly and end up dead as a result. That's also just the way it is. My grandfather died in his 60s because he was a diabetic and refused to take care of himself. My father died in his 60s because he spent a certain amount of his life smoking (we don't know for sure how long, he hid it for decades) and got cancer. As much as I miss them both, I have no right to force my views on either of them and force them to act in accordance to my wishes. They were adults, they made their own choices, they paid the consequences for them.I didn't bring my children into the world so that same world can crush them. I brought them into the world so they can struggle and come out better for it in the end.
That's really the issue, so many people are terrified of death that whenever anyone dies, even someone they've never met, they freak out instead of just accepting the inevitable conclusion that death is a natural part of life. I get that a lot of people have a strong emotional reaction to the thought of dying, but to take that to the extreme of claiming that other people, people they don't even personally know, have to live by a particular set of dictates that keep them alive, even if they don't want to be, just so the individual can feel good about not dying, is a bit absurd, wouldn't you say?
No worries, I don't take things around here personally.PS - When I made the misanthrope remark, I thought I was responding to Oscar.
I'll leave you to your own imaginings about vengeance and terror and all that and say simply that it's okay to feel empathy for others and to deeply regret the waste of such a young life.
I was shocked to discover when I moved from the big city to the community I now call home that when a funeral procession passes by, everybody pulls over. I mean the 18-wheelers and everybody. I like it. I think it's okay to stop for just a few minutes to acknowledge the passing of a fellow traveler. You know, "The paths of glory lead but to the grave" and "Ask not for whom the bell tolls," etc.