FWIW:
I've had two social networking suicide experiences recently.
#1) A guy I was good friends with in college in my druggie days. He was disturbed back then. Had been molested and other shit in his youth, and he would talk about it all the time when we were getting ****ed up. He was living in my town and looking more and more like a crazy street person in the last few years. On Facebook, though, he was all "Life is good, sitting in a hammock, drinking beer, chilling." He was always doing not shit, not working, and acting like he had the good life. Then he goes missing for a month. His corpse is recovered, hanged himself, in some isolated woods in the town. The irony here is that he always acted like he was living the life online, but he was actually depressed and sad as hell in real life.
#2) This dipshit that I've somehow friended on Facebook who, judging by our mutual friends, I went to high school with. I don't remember him AT ALL. He's entertaining, though, because he's a big Occupy Wall Street dude, and is always ranting about how he'll be in Town X, holding up a sign, come see him. Similar to case #1, he was always acting all jazzed on life and super into the OWS movement and all the good he was doing for our nation because of his involvement. Then things went south and he started live facebooking his suicide. Basically updating shit like, "The doctors are trying to pump my stomach now, why can't they just let me die?" and other crap. I, somehow, got involved and told him he was a cowardly piece of shit to kill himself and leave his children with the burden of a suicidal father. He's since "recovered" deleted all those facebook posts and is back to his chipper OWS ways.
The internet is ****ed up.
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In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican.
- H. L. Mencken
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