Suicide seemed to me the greatest kind of freedom, a release from everything, from a life that had been ruined a long time ago.

people do not emphasize with victims and give them limitless sympathy, but can very quickly switch to aggression and rejection

Our society needs criminals like Wolfgang Priklopil in order to give a face to the evil that lives within and to split it off from ... It needs the images of cellar dungeons so as not to have to see the many homes in which violence rears its conformist, bourgeois head. Society uses the victims of sensational cases such as mine in order to divest itself of the responsibility for the many nameless victims of daily crimes, victims nobody helps – even when they ask for help.

Während ich mir mit Fernsehen und Radio die Illusion von Gesellschaft ins Verlies holte, konnte ich es beim Lesen gedanklich für Stunden verlassen.

Aber man lebt nicht ewig in einem Alptraum. Der Mensch hat die Fähigkeit, selbst in den abnormalsten Situationen einen Anschein von Normalität zu schaffen, um sich nicht zu verlieren. Um zu überleben.

Here in the bathroom with me are razor blades. Here is iodine to drink. Here are sleeping pills to swallow. You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be. Every time you don’t throw yourself down the stairs, that’s a choice. Every time you don’t crash your car, you reenlist.