Maybe this generation, with all its misery and depression and loneliness, needs to learn that there is killing yourself, then there’s killing off the negativity and sadness, leaving only the good, the happiness, the positivity. I once heard that one can kill themselves, and still live on. You can destroy the things in you that make you unhappy, and live a life of sincere happiness, being the person you always wished you could be. Ending a life isn’t the answer; you’re not giving yourself a chance. Don’t finish the book before you’ve given it a whole-hearted go, no matter how painful it may be.