Here's an interesting thought. We only die, because we want the pain to stop. If we keep living, we keep living. Great warriors survived certain fatal injuries because they wouldn't let themselves die until after they saved those they cared about. There's even an old man that went to work, worked all day, and waited til Friday to die on the couch, so his family could have one last paycheck.

It seems to be a growing belief that life is less a gift and more of a suffering now.Funny how things change.

That's true, it's more of a burden, since people whom quote "You're lucky you're even alive." speak knowing they themselves have no reason to live.