Room to Grieve

Suicide doesn’t give you room to grieve.

That’s why you choose it.

Because even if you’re just thinking about it.

It gives your body permission to fight.

Because it breaks your humanity down to its core.

Because even if you’re not fighting.

It’s surviving.

You’re giving permission to your own nervous system.

To do better.

Don’t let her.

It’s the last call.

Don’t fall.

It’s the ultimate appeal.

To the Cell you’re in.

Its a pray

To your own DNA

To stay.

That’s when you learn that being an atheist is the better way.

Because you finally stop looking out.

And start looking in.

Only to find God all over again.

Wanna know one of my most controversial perspectives?

I don’t think that God is perfect. Not because it isn’t perfect, but because our definition of perfect is wrong.

Perfection isn’t an end all be all state that you will one day be because because humanity is always evolving and that will never change. It’s what’s cool about us

And if your idea of perfection is a set goal, you’re always going to feel like a failure. Because perfection like we see it isn’t the goal. Perfection is the process. Love wouldn’t exist without it.

I wouldn’t exist without it.

So that is why

You stop choosing suicide.

That is it why

You finally give yourself room to grow.

And that is also the day.

You finally steal the show.