I'm inevitably going to commit suicide one day. Fuck school, fuck the people who don't care.

I was there long ago. While everyone else was thinking about their future careers and houses and marriages all I could think was "I'll be dead in a few years, so I'm not going to have any of that". I ended up not getting any of those things. It has had some plusses and minuses. Now in my 50s I've never owned a house, never lived with a partner, never climbed the career ladder, and living with depression hasn't got a whole lot easier - but I've lived in the moment a lot. I've done some good work, always taking on the most difficult problem I could find at the time and learning the most difficult subects, I've had some great lovers, and I've had comfortable enough places to live, even if some of them have been tiny squats, and I've travelled the world. So you can have a pretty good life even if you spend nearly all of it with this stupid script running in the background tell you to keep planning suicide. You can see thousands of beautiful lookouts even if every time you think about throwing yourself off. All of that painful submitting to just one more day can add up to many years of not-too-bad.

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