I have always felt that suicide was a very bad thing but I could not clearly express why I felt that way. I have been reading “Orthodoxy” by G.K. Chesterton and I found exactly the words I had been seeking. Let me quote Mr. Chesterton.
“The thief is satisfied with diamonds; but the suicide is not: that is his crime. He cannot be bribed even by the blazing stones of the celestial city. The thief complements the things he steals, if not the owner of them. But the suicide insults everything on earth by not stealing it. He defiles every flower for refusing to live for its sake. There is not a tiny creature in the cosmos at whom his death is not a sneer. When a man hangs himself on a tree, the leaves might fall off in anger and the birds fly away in fury; for each has received a personal affront.”
He goes on to compare the suicide with the martyr; both lose their life based on their own actions but one is seen as a hero and the other as a sinner.
“Obviously, a suicide is the opposite of a martyr. A martyr is a man who cares so much about something outside him, that he forgets his own personal life. A suicide is a man who cares so little for anything outside him, that he wants to see the last of everything. One wants something to begin, the other wants everything to end. … he is a mere destroyer; spiritually he destroys the universe.”
In the words that I am now better able to form, suicide is an intense focus on oneself and a complete disregard of the rest of creation. Their own troubles become more important than every good thing in existence. Clearly there is no humility in persons who kill themselves.
This is not to condemn suicides as sinners who are doomed to hell. Rather, suicide is a sad, even pathetic, exit from a life that was grossly deformed and twisted from everything good. Only God can judge the ultimate destination of people, but the death of a suicide is an offensive event for all of humanity.