Suicide: Pro and Con
Have you ever stood at the edge of the precipice? What did you feel?
You had a dilemma: to throw yourself into the precipice or to walk away.
But what can lead us to such a situation? Death of close people, loss
of money. Should any of these reasons cost you your life? No, of course, not. Life is
something so precious that was given to you by God and your parents. It’s disrespect to
your mother to leave this life. Did she give you birth in order to lose you after 15 or 30
or even 50 years? She had been bringing you up through difficulties, tears, and sleepless
nights. Every mother will tell how it’s painful when her infant is ill. She is gasping
near the bedstead during days and nights. Can you imagine her state when she learns about
your absurd death? It seems to her that her own life has become meaningless. I consider
this treatment towards parents to be a crime!
But life is different, and you may not have any relatives. It’s a
hard burden and not everybody will agree to ask for help. Your question is: “What am I
living for then?” Life was given to you by God and you must bear all its trials with
virtue, you must do everything to change it for the better.
I’ll tell you two different stories.
The first one took place in a village. A healthy, middle-aged man had a
wife and two little children. Some time after he was dismissed from work, his wife earned
very little money. They were always short of money. Half-starved children, a hard working
wife, successful neighbours. The man couldn’t cope with himself. He committed suicide.
His wife was very upset, she was crying over the coffin.
At first I was surprised when I heard the opinion of their neighbours.
They said the man was very weak, that’s why he abandoned this world and left his family
alone to suffer. Now I agree with them.
The second story is rather short. An ordinary woman lived with a
husband and a one year old son. Once the boy fell seriously ill. He was twice between life
and death. The doctors said that he was hopeless. But the mother didn’t give way to
despair; her husband also cheered her up. Later on, the son recovered. But the woman had
to retire from work and couldn’t return to it.
Now the boy has grown up and that woman is still staying at home. But
she is very happy and proud of her son. That woman is my mother. If she had lost control
of herself at that time and had committed suicide, there wouldn’t be my brother and me
now.
I reckon if you are a strong person you would fight up to the end.
It’s easy to make one step towards the precipice; it’s hard to go a long way back to a
happy, successful life.
Don’t despair; always believe in your future and your strength.
It’s not mere words – it is the truth!
By Julia, 10th form, Nab. Chelny
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