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Say No to Suicide? I say Fuck You to Those Committing Suicide.



I didn't want to talk about the suicide epidemic ravaging the country.


Nigeria has depleted my ability to care or show remorse.

A country that has failed us more than we all combined has failed every exam or tests ever written.

Call me an insensitive prick.

Maybe I am.

But you, with all your care and concern.

What have you done?

At least, I'm writing about it.

Firstly, before I touch on the suicide players.

I would have called them victims, but they aren't.

I'll tell you who the real victims are shortly.

I want to address the worst of all.

The scum and scrotum of us all.

Those Nigerians who were quick to condemn and judge churches and pastors, for the suicide of the chorister that took his life in RCCG or so.

Isn't it funny how many people stood up in arms and criticized the pastors.

When they thought the real cause of his suicide was accommodation challenges.

Those who are quick to shout tithe and offerings.

Whereas, their tithes and offerings aren't up to one agege loaf of bread.

Those who would rush to bash the church and call out the pastors because they felt someone died because he can't pay house rent.

Forgetting another family lives on the street and sleeps under the bridge.

Do a proper investigation, and you will discover the cheerleaders of doom, have never helped anyone in their lives.

Never solved any problem outside  family challenges.

Never assisted or supported the failed Government, or Local Government, even the landlord in their residence and street.

But are the first to pick up arms and shout, to hell with pastors and churches!

When the real facts came out, they hid their head in shame.

Like a lizard that they are.

They ran, tail cut off or tucked between their buttocks.

I even heard the place he was living in was provided by the church.

And the real reason is....none of my business or yours.

No matter what, suicide isn't justified.

A lot of people are going through worse.

Yet they choose to stay alive.

Suicide isn't a condition.

It's a decision.

A choice to escape reality.

Selfishness and self centeredness of the highest order.

Without thinking of the consequences to yourself and others.

The real victims here aren't those who took their life.

The real victims are the loved ones left behind to carry the burden of their wickedness.

Yes, wickedness!

Selfishness!

That's why they are going to hell.

You know it, I know it.

But we choose to sugarcoat it and sweeten it.

But deep down we know their final resting place isn't a resting place, but a place of fire and eternal suffering.

Anyone who will subject those that love them to eternal pain and heart ache, because they can't stand shame, cope with life or suffer emotional heartbreak.

Will die and rot in hell.

You didn't create yourself.

What gives you the right to take your life.

The worst is those that killed themselves because of a boyfriend or girlfriend.

I can't deal with that.

You will rot in hell.
A lot of people go through worse but they don't take their life, they fight and continue fighting

Sometimes they win

Sometimes they lose

But they are alive and stay alive.

Depression is real.

No doubt.

But the solution isn't suicide.

We will cry, no doubt.

You will be missed, no doubt.

You will be hated and judged las las!!! I bet you.

And then you will be forgotten!

Meanwhile, you won't find a white light or peace at the end of the tunnel.

You will find hell like you have never imagined, from which there is no escape.

And it will be your eternal reality

You would have wished you never killed yourself

You would have wished you lived forever on earth

You would have rather become a sniper than ingest one.

Don't give up on life, because even in death life won't let you go!

You will burn like dry firewood and won't turn to ash.

Say no to suicide.

It is just wicked and selfish.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur

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