[He nods. He really does understand the logic here. He understands taking drastic measures in search of an end to pain.]

That's what I was trying to do when I drilled my hole. I was just trying to find a way to make it all stop.

[The pain, his thoughts, the cruelty and isolation he lived with. The numbers.]

But... when I came to and realized I wasn't dead, I was glad. Because I was able to think clearly again, and I remembered all of the good things human emotions can create. The surprise of an unexpected stroke of luck, the orange light of the sunset, the jazz music that I could hear through my neighbor's open window... I couldn't appreciate any of that without emotions. You're throwing away that side of things too.