Very recently a very close and dear friend of mine killed herself. She was only 24. To call this a tragedy is to understate the immense loss her decision had on everyone who loved her, and reflects just how damaged the world is. It was not a spur of the moment decision, nor was it a cry for help. It was a well rationalised, deeply thought process. She concluded that the world she was living in was unbearable, not because of any illness but, in her own words, because…
I am sad about losing hope, for it is only hope that keeps us going. I’m also tired. To quote The Green Mile, “I’m tired of people being ugly to each other. I’m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday. There’s too much of it. It’s like pieces of glass in my head all the time.”
How has her taking her life resulted in my creating this blog? What do I hope to achieve? Catharsis? Redemption? Profit?
I want to do my part in preventing the next death; to stall the fall in birthrates, the the reinstatement of morals and hope. This blog is to ensure that her death will not have been in vain.
What has the world come to that an intelligent young person can see no hope, no redemption, and no future, and that the world was beyond repair with the only logical response being suicide? She was no nihilist, despite how it might appear, but felt that the world was incompatible with her. Too many young people are living in a dystopian now that we created, many of us with the best of intentions… and crucially those who do not, and to ensure that no other bright light feels the only response to our broken world is to put itself out. To fix it we must do 3 things:
- Recognise the world for what it actually is, to swallow the ‘red pill’, and put away what we thought we were creating and see what we actually created… or destroyed.
- Discover what was done, for what reasons, and to deconstruct the causes – no matter how uncomfortable.
- Identify the corrosive ideologies, beliefs, and people, to make sure they pay for what they have done, and prevent others of the same ilk recreating the horror of the dystopian world we live in, albeit blindly. We must never leave it to the future sons and daughters to see what we can’t, and leave them powerless to prevent it from happening again.
This is why I have started this blog. To publicly take this RDI journey, in honour of my dear young friend.
It is a mammoth undertaking, looking at religions, politics, ideologies, wars, hatreds, good and evil, philosophy, and everything in between. I hope that if you are reading this, that you will follow and support my journey, as well as to contribute your own observations and arguments no matter how small to how large and complex.