My friend Chris would have had his 44th birthday last week. He died in 2010 of suicide. For whatever reason, I got to thinking about the phrase “commit suicide.” Suicide, to me, is more of a result of a serious mental illness than an act to be committed (caveat: this does not include acts of terrorism). People commit theft, and assault, and murder. Nobody commits death as a result of a terminal illness that reaches its conclusion, or through stillbirth, or through being struck by lightning. I don’t even know if I’ve heard or read about assisted suicide as a committed act. I’m sure I could do some research on this, but to me, it just further stigmatizes mental illness. I honestly don’t look at suicide resulting from mental illness as a choice. It’s a cry for help and an act of escape and desperation, though, definitely.

OK, “committing random acts of kindness” just popped into my head, which sort of invalidates my entire previous paragraph. Plus, people can commit to a relationship, or commit to new year’s resolutions, but that’s different, right? Right. I’m pretty sure I’m right.

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