With trembling fingers he holds the rope that he acquires from somewhere in the house, locks the door of his room securely so as to prevent interruption, grab the chair near his bed, tie the rope in the post of their ceiling, position himself, put his neck and garrote himself to death.
I often wonder what the last thought of a person is before he kills himself ……..
or what races to his mind when he felt his last breath going out from his body….
Did he feel pain? Or pleasure?
This is what plays into my mind when I heard the news that a 22-year old boy in Doyos killed himself over a broken relationship.
Does killing yourself over love worth it?
Is suicide worth it?
Important questions that needs to be answered… but whom can you ask when all of them who committed it are in the graves now, rotting, not even minding of the worms crawling in their bodies.
My heart goes to the mother of the boy as I watched her grieve and cry while his son is slowly put into the ground.
It is not the same watching Cesar Montano cry on TV while talking about the suicide of his son too. Watching a mother wail her pain while putting his son on the grave is different, it is very real, it is heart wrenching.
It rips my heart.
How could suicide for love be worth it?
Or is it really for love?
Love is kind. It is never selfish. It endures. This are just passages in the bible that describes love. So how can killing yourself be for love?
Does Bodon, the 22-yr old boy from Doyos feel overwhelming love for his girlfriend that when they parted ways, garroting himself is the only way to show his loving?
Such impasse.
Only their departed souls can answer.
May they rest in peace +
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