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Only those who give up lose (c) Nowizard:D
Luchik explained everything to you. As soon as the old meaning of life is lost, look for a new one. I don't like suicidal people because they are not weaklings. For example: your meaning in life was work, but you were fired or something else happened, and you were left without this job. "Well, that's it, there's no point anymore," and a weakling puts a bullet in his head. Because it's an easy way to get rid of the problem. To get up, dust yourself off, and roll up your sleeves – is that so difficult? I personally knew one girl – kind, sweet, responsive, witty. And one day, when our whole class went on a hike in the forest, I caught her swallowing a bunch of pills.
- What are you doing?
- I can't take it anymore! - At first, I was confused because I had never witnessed a suicide attempt before. I don't know why I acted that way (at that time, I didn't adhere to the point of view that I hold now), but I knocked the jar of pills out of her hands and then slapped her as hard as I could.
- YOU IDIOT! Couldn't you come up with anything better?! - She burst into tears, and then the adults ran up and started to calm everything down. Olga Grigorievna, a wonderful psychologist (a real psychologist!), talked with *let's not name the name* for a long time, and then the girl I hit came up to me, hugged me, and said, "thank you." Sometimes it happens like that. Now, this girl has graduated from a church music school and is studying at some music college (I don't remember the name). The teachers are always praising her:smile20:
Luchik explained everything to you. As soon as the old meaning of life is lost, look for a new one. I don't like suicidal people because they are not weaklings. For example: your meaning in life was work, but you were fired or something else happened, and you were left without this job. "Well, that's it, there's no point anymore," and a weakling puts a bullet in his head. Because it's an easy way to get rid of the problem. To get up, dust yourself off, and roll up your sleeves – is that so difficult? I personally knew one girl – kind, sweet, responsive, witty. And one day, when our whole class went on a hike in the forest, I caught her swallowing a bunch of pills.
- What are you doing?
- I can't take it anymore! - At first, I was confused because I had never witnessed a suicide attempt before. I don't know why I acted that way (at that time, I didn't adhere to the point of view that I hold now), but I knocked the jar of pills out of her hands and then slapped her as hard as I could.
- YOU IDIOT! Couldn't you come up with anything better?! - She burst into tears, and then the adults ran up and started to calm everything down. Olga Grigorievna, a wonderful psychologist (a real psychologist!), talked with *let's not name the name* for a long time, and then the girl I hit came up to me, hugged me, and said, "thank you." Sometimes it happens like that. Now, this girl has graduated from a church music school and is studying at some music college (I don't remember the name). The teachers are always praising her:smile20:
Бог есть любовь