Why does everyone wait until someone dies to recollect how much that person meant to them? Why do humans do everything so backwards? Someone I know had a friend who passed--- she killed herself. My friend asked me to look at the deceaseds FB page. He doesnt mess around on the social medias, asked me to read posts to him. Hundreds of posts, so many hundreds. I love you, you meant the world to me, you helped me in my life so much, you were the best person I have ever known. But did they tell her, a girl who meant the world to them, when she was alive? One of the posts that I read, and I quote, youre in heaven now, you dont have to pretend that youre okay anymore, fly high princess. You never know someones inner struggle, no matter how well they might seem. Love love love while youre alive. While theyre still alive. Maybe then they wont even want to die. Im not saying its an absolute, but it sure makes sense to me.
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 07:45:46 +0000