With many college graduates burdened with seemingly insurmountable student loan debt, it doesn’t surprise me that some have contemplated suicide.
An article in Above the Law covered a NYU grad about to be laid off from Biglaw who has been thinking about killing himself. He won’t pull the trigger because he doesn’t want to burden his father who has co-signed the loan.
A commenter at Outside the Law School Scam says this:
Fuck them. My life is literally ruined because of law school, and the life of my spouse who is sticking with me, and the life of my kid who I can’t provide for as well as I want to because I PAID MY FUCKING MONEY TO SOME LYING LAW PROFESSOR.
Jesus Christ I want to kill myself.
There are many stories like this. And I too have thought about it a long time ago. Thankfully, for most people, suicidal thoughts are just a symptom of depression and it usually goes away after some meditation, counseling or a stiff drink with friends. Getting laid helps too.
I don’t care about suicidal people, to be honest. Unlike others, I long ago stopped telling people to give life a chance. Now I think people should be able to kill themselves if they don’t like the cards they have been dealt.
Some people just suck at life. Others do it because have no other way to escape from a really deplorable and irreversible fate – like living as a blind amputee beggar in a third world country.
But many young people kill themselves because they are not living the life they had expected after graduation. They have to own a Porsche, a house and be debt-free before turning 30. They have to live with status or life isn’t worth living.
Others kill themselves because they cannot meet others’ expectations. Some have obligations to parents who have given up their life savings to send them to an expensive school; and if they have nothing to show for it after graduating, it would break their parents’ heart (and their retirement). Others are expected to support their parents when they get old and the pressure is too much.
Anyway, if you really, really, really, REALLY want to kill yourself, then do it. But are you sure that the afterlife (if one exists) will be better than the shit life you’re living now? Do you know for certain that your life won’t get better later? Do you really want to take that irreversible gamble?
Next question: Do you want to leave this world without at least trying do something meaningful? If so, hurry up and take your cyanide pill and stop wasting our oxygen. You are a fucking loser and a coward. My tax dollars are being wasted on paying your unemployment benefits and food stamps. Your parents wasted 20+ years of their lives raising your sorry ass. Your friends of the opposite sex may temporarily grieve at your death but their life will go on – they will meet someone new, get married, have lots of sex and live happily ever after. You, on the other hand, were just a paragraph in their life story. You were the nice, smart one with a lot of potential but just a little off.
Create a bucket list of all the things you wanted to do and then do it! What’s stopping you? Student loans? Then don’t pay it – defer it, IBR it, or just default! The hell with the “personal responsibility” talking points. They can’t collect loan payments from a dead person. Does it matter whether you die with a debt of $50,000 or $500,000? You don’t take your debts with you when you die.
If you’re going to die, you may as well die fighting. Fight the system, the law school scam, the greedy biglaw pigs, the conservative or liberal hypocrites, or anything that pisses you off.
Finally, don’t worry about being rich. Being rich has its own share of problems. Most of the expensive things you own will be fun for a few months at most. Afterwards, maintaining them becomes a headache. If you’ve learned anything from the law school scam, some people did not get wealthy by being honest.
If you think about it, for the final few moments before killing yourself, you are truly free. Your debts, your Linkedin profile, your Facebook friends, your Avvo rating – all of that is irrelevant. The limitations you put on yourself are gone. So why limit that feeling for a few minutes? Why not a few years? Travel that unknown road and see where it takes you. It may not lead to the promised land, but it’s worth a shot.