I went on a cruise once and my room had a balcony. In the dead of night I went on the balcony and looked around and below me. Pitch black sky, barely discernible from the black sea. How easy it would've been to just hurl myself over the railing! No one would've heard my cries for help and I would've been abandoned there in the ocean, left to my peril. It's frightening - a few feet of railing barring me from a very, very real and close death.
Is it normal that when ever I have a big knife in my hand...
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I went on a cruise once and my room had a balcony. In the dead of night I went on the balcony and looked around and below me. Pitch black sky, barely discernible from the black sea. How easy it would've been to just hurl myself over the railing! No one would've heard my cries for help and I would've been abandoned there in the ocean, left to my peril. It's frightening - a few feet of railing barring me from a very, very real and close death.