life is difficult

i was just pondering this again: people never get a break. suicide's a perfect example. most people spend their whole lives trying to avoid getting killed, and everyone fucks it up in the end. but try to have a little control over it? try to pick a specific time and method? it astonishing how hard people discover getting themselves to die can be, apparently. i know, i know, everyone says it's because they didn't really want to die, the plea for help and all, but the guy who shoots himself in the face and misses all the really vital parts of the brain isn't pleaing for help. especially when he jumps out the hospital window as soon as he wakes up.
people poison themselves and learn how hard it can be not to puke. people jump off stuff and discover you can live with every bone in your body broken. people do all kinds of horrible stuff to themselves, and instead of just dying like they intend to, they just end up with brain damage or something else that'll make it even trickier next time they try.
so the point to all this is, maybe we're just going about stuff entirely in the wrong way? i dunno. makes for a post in wonderfully poor taste, though.