After surviving a suicide attempt, Mx. Black Copper searches for a will to live.
In a global society that is actively abolishing systems of oppression, with utopia at its fingertips, Mx. Black Copper explores the cyclical thoughts in their mind that say they are neither able nor worthy to experience such peace.
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I came back hollering. Somewhere between a roar and a wail, my eyes streamed tears pooling into my ears, muffling sorrow.
I came back as alone as I arrived, I guess.
No parent or caregiver just reborn back into the system I didn’t choose to be in in the first place. If I had thought to write a note before leaving it would have said, ‘i didn’t choose to be here but I’m choosing to leave'.
But, who would read it? I like… Up until now, I liked to dream that my suicide note would end up being some sort of philosophical fuck you to the system. To GAHD.