[net.suicide] Spring is in the air

ma179xbe@sdcc7.UUCP (Jim Hutchison{|stu) (03/27/85)

	Spring is in the air and instead of beauty and light there
is a dark foreboding brewing in the back of my mind.  Something is
not quite right.  Things appear the same, but people are dying.
3 in such a small period of time, one can hardly imagine what has
happened, to those few, that has hurt them now so much more then 
before.  When suddenly life is such searing pain that to end it 
would be sweetest pleasure, what then?  Do you die, or do you eat 
at the pain with a mind that has slowly become accustomed to those 
thoughts.  The thoughts may or may not be true, are grades truly 
important? Will the world forgive you for being different, perhaps 
even daring to think in a different pattern.  Surely this has wandered 
to quite some length, but one more thought is left unspilled on this 
note.  If no one cares, you are free.  If you let someone down, you 
realize that you took the responsibility to attempt.  If you just 
can't do it anymore, well I'll see you when I get there.  (where ever 
that is).

				Jim the Mortal.