Today is the 53rd anniversary of Sylvia Plath’s death. She killed herself in her London home, gassing herself in the kitchen. Today’s quote is from a poem, Apprehensions, written the year before her death.
Is there no way out of the mind?
I have been depressed, and in utter moments of despair, there does seem no way out of the mind. Suicide happens, I believe, because people finally reach a point where they realise it’s the only way out of the torture of their mind.
But who am I to really pass any comment on suicide?
What a terrible, tragic thing it is. Suicide has probably touched all of our lives in some way. Depression isn’t the only reason for suicide. It’s a desperate, complex, controlled, irrational, rational, and unimaginable to most of us state of mind.
If we know anyone who we think is depressed, it’s our duty to keep them as far away from suicide as we can. We need to be more understanding of mental health as a nation, and to not knock people who admit they simply cannot cope.
If there’s one thing we learn from any suicide, it’s that it is one more too many in a world where we should be able to keep people from committing this tragic final act.
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