i'm a man. a large, strong, educated, manly man who studies philosophy to better understand the world. i was suicidal in my youth. i was almost successful and i have a great deal of perspective about how important life is and how lucky i am to be born. i've seen people die in front of me and felt no emotions. my fiance is literally wrist deep in the guts of rotting palliative people who die every day. we both have strong families and great support networks. making that choice destroyed us both and people deserve to know the results. i lost my very high paying and cushy job because of it.  i have no tolerance for these people looking to absolve their ego for the decisions they make. i'm marrying that woman and doing everything in my power to give her and my future children the life my dead one can never have. it's a terrible burden and people deserve to understand its weight.   i had a very snarky and detailed post typed up but i'm just hurting. the next time you decide to have this arguement remember me: the smug asshole canadian retard with a pretentious degree who cried like a baby in his fucking parm because of it.
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