no room for argument

suicide is a very public act, nuances of which are played out elaborately in the utmost privacy inside the doer's head. it is an entirely private act in the sense that the precise reason that urged her to end life is missing to all but the doer. she might leave clues as to why she killed herself, might even leave a note or two, or may be the others around would have sensed her bereft. yet, even the most cogent of suicide notes are perplexing.

meanwhile, suicide is also a public act because the doer just exposed her discontent to the world, which will then proceed to cut, prod and study the act and scrutinise it under different lenses. the privacies of the doer just got into public domain. that is simply unfair, more to the doer's family than herself. the doer's family is left to face the harsh lights out of no fault of their's. in a sense, it is unfair to the doer too as she is merely a weary soul succumbing to a small mercy. and also, she would, if conscientious, have had to battle the burden of the pain she was to inflict on her family because of the finality of her decision. the realisation that she leaves no room for argument also would have been the last cross she had to bear. hopefully, that is if there is no afterlife.

this is the most persuasive of arguments against the wisdom of a suicide.