As I’m sure everyone’s heard already, a student at NYU committed suicide this morning in Bobst Library. It has been a sad day, what with the loss of Claude Levi-Strauss and Qian Xuesun, one must be wondering, what’s going on today?

I’m sorry if I’m a bit harsh here in this blog, but after hearing about the NYU suicide, I got very upset. I’m still pretty upset. It’s not as if I knew him, but I think I get very frustrated when I hear someone taking their own life. Very frustrated. I think it’s the stupidest, most selfish thing you can do. What are you thinking? Are you thinking about everyone who loves you, who you’re ripping apart? Do you know how many people out there would have given anything to have had the chances and opportunities you have, and they’re not able to because their lives were taken away from them by external forces? And you have the gall to take your own life?

I can’t say I understand, that I understand the dark places he might have been in, the situations he might have been going through. Even in my darkest days (and believe me, I’ve been through enough of those in recent times), the thought of ending my life never crossed my mind. I would never EVER cause that much pain to the people I love. I don’t cry for him. I cry for the ones who loved him, and I’m angry for them. For what he took away from them.

“You should have taken a long break instead of a long drop, instead of a leap of faith.” ~Brandi Carlile