Death is a different kind of sadness.

It isn't the kind of sadness you get when you find out the love of your life has cheated on you.

It doesn't compare to crashing your car, or failing in school.

It has no similarity to the feeling you get of being fired, or being yelled at work for being negligent.

It doesn't compare to nasty and mean people being aggressive to you online,

and it doesn't come close to being rejected by your crush.

It isn't the type of sadness you feel when you are called fat, ugly, or "not my type".

It isn't the kind of sadness you feel when you've let your parents down,

or when you've made someone cry out of being hurt by you.

It isn't the kind of sadness when you've just felt out of place and humiliated for whatever reason.

It isn't the same as losing a competition, losing your home, or losing your god damn mind.

Death is a different type of sadness,

a different type of sadness in which you would trade death for any of the above,

or whatever else you think that makes you god awfully sad.

I can't remember the last time I've felt this kind of sadness, but death is a much different kind of sadness.