Recently, I have seen news about many people committing suicide. Besides the few people at Tianmen Mountain, there are many others who choose to end their own lives. It's just that the Tianmen Mountain incident is more well-known, but what about those who go unnoticed? Their deaths are seen as natural, like flowers blooming and withering. I believe this is abnormal. As a normal, healthy, and good society, these tragedies should not happen again and again, and the passing of these lives should not be ignored.
Tonight, I listened to a podcast on Story FM called "Confessions of a Wasted Writer: Why is it so difficult to have a normal and dignified life?" The protagonist of the story is named Liu, and I will refer to him as Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu said he had a friend who really wanted to be a director and loved rock music, so he wanted to make a movie about rock music. However, his friend had no money and was in debt, so making a rock music-themed movie seemed more like his life's dream. Half a year later, when other friends mentioned him again, Xiao Liu found out that he had already committed suicide.
There is a suppressed atmosphere in society now. Many people are busy with work and have lost their own lives. But this busy work does not bring them more expectations; instead, they can't see an end to their mortgage and car loans. Being lazy, lying down, after a while, you will find that such a life doesn't seem very interesting. Games, movies, sleeping in, those things you once thought were cool gradually lose their appeal. And more importantly, you are not an independent individual. The responsibilities and burdens of family will eventually need to be faced. In such a situation, some people choose extreme measures: ending their own lives.
Struggling, fighting, enduring the 996 work schedule. After a tiring day of work, you have no time or energy left to enjoy your own life. Even during rare moments of rest, you choose to sleep in instead of going out because you are just too tired. After a while, some people may also enter a state of confusion. I work so hard, but I can only barely maintain my life. I feel unwilling in my heart, but I am powerless. Maybe in that moment, the psychological defense line collapses, and they choose to end themselves.
I don't want to talk about any inspirational quotes, nor do I want to preach anything, because I feel that every person who chooses to end their own life has experienced too much misfortune, which is beyond my imagination. In the recent suicide cases I have seen, each person had made a determined decision. Some took poison, some left suicide notes, and some quietly left in a secluded corner. I can feel that they have been devastated by life and are being crushed to the point of suffocation. They don't know who to seek help from, and they rarely have close friends. They silently bear everything on their own.
At this moment, I may understand Roland Barthes' words even more: "There is only one heroism in the world: to see the world as it is and to still love it."
Keep living with effort. I know, you may already be trying very hard, but please don't give up. There are always people worth caring about in this world, and there are always people who care about you. If someone confides in you about the pressures of life, please encourage them.