I could still remember when my professor in Comparative Philosophy asked the class about what questions do we still ask to ourselves, I gave “suicide” as an answer. I will not be talking about suicide here, though the question of “Why do people commit suicide?” which I am hoping to salvage a philosophical answer, yet has not left my cognizance. I would be talking about death instead as one of the surest results of suicide aside from a failure attempt of the act that ultimately sends the person to the hospital or to a psychiatric ward. Because eventually, the person who commits suicide knows that death awaits. If death gives anxiety to a person, then why people still commit suicide to face death, this not merely about facing death presumably, but must have been a horrible reality that people are becoming more anxious about life that they rather gamble and succumb to the reality consists only of assumptions and irresolute claims.