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Movie: The last word

Tonight I was watching a movie called the "The Last Word". Right from the start I saw the morbid plot, but for some reason I see the in depth part that the plot eludes. The main character in the movie is a writer but not the conventional writer but one who writes the suicide notes for others who are going to kill themselves. I think the majority of people would see this person as soulless, which is actually stated in the movie, but I saw it as something very different. I saw the person who has had to go through and listen to those stories of those people who kill themselves.

I can't say I know exactly what a person is thinking when they see death as the only way out, or if the reasons why they are killing themselves are a good reason. The only thing that I am pretty sure about is the people around suffer a great amount of pain, that those who have left can not do anything to ease..

The movie displays this so well when the main man is seen at the funeral of several of his clients. The family members are all in distraught, unknown of what has actually happened and won't know what to expect. He writes down notes about unknown things. The only thing I could think about is all the pain that he must be thinking by knowing those individuals more than some of their closets family members.

Now to bring the light into why I am writing about this. I really never thought about the dead people I am going to see because of my job, all I knew is that I am going to see bodies and I am going to see those family members in one of their weakest points. I also have to do a job much like the man from the movie, but in reverse order. Why did this happen? And then I am going to have tell the family members what has been found.

The fact is so many things in life deal with life and death, why is it so imperative for someone to take their own life away before it is due?

Hopefully I will have a less morbid writing next time.


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