All the time. I do need help, but I don't know who to go to since my parents don't listen and I can't afford anything...
Have you ever thought about suicide?
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Yes, often, but there are videogames I am looking forward to. But something I don't understand is, if you're going to commit suicide anyway, why would you not just go and steal a plane, go wherever you want, do whatever you want until you get caught? You're going to end up dead anyway, and let's face it, it's more about making other people feel guilty for putting you in that position than actually wanting to be dead. I realise the obvious having no motivation/no resources/not knowing how to fly a plane/you probably won't want to commit suicide anymore by the time you get to a plane/maybe you don't want to hurt anyone other than yourself/it's easier to do it yourself, but still.
I've talked a friend out of suicide when they were ready to act on it but that's all I'm saying about that. I suspect it's fairly common to have at least a thought of suicide once, whether it's exam pressure, other people or family situation.
I've talked a friend out of suicide when they were ready to act on it but that's all I'm saying about that. I suspect it's fairly common to have at least a thought of suicide once, whether it's exam pressure, other people or family situation.
You go to school/Uni? They have counselling. It helps, honest.KefkaCultist said:
I don't mean to be mean but you kind of sounds like you want the attention rather than wanting to actually die.
You want to see if people find your body or do it in public to see people's reactions but you won't. You'll be dead.
OP: Never seriously. The only time I did was in my peak teenage angst years and that was pretty standard.
You want to see if people find your body or do it in public to see people's reactions but you won't. You'll be dead.
OP: Never seriously. The only time I did was in my peak teenage angst years and that was pretty standard.
Sure, mostly during secondary school and even more when I went overseas to an English boarding school. I had nothing and nobody in that country.
I think that we judge how our lives are going to pan out by how well they are going for the first fifteen to twenty years. It's important to get a good start for that reason. I know it's probably not in their job description, but it makes all the difference if teachers are perceptive and can tell if one of their students is having a miserable time at school or at home. Speaking about it helps. Sometimes the fear of death or a sense of guilt at leaving one's family behind is enough to stop the act itself, but I wouldn't count on it.
I think that we judge how our lives are going to pan out by how well they are going for the first fifteen to twenty years. It's important to get a good start for that reason. I know it's probably not in their job description, but it makes all the difference if teachers are perceptive and can tell if one of their students is having a miserable time at school or at home. Speaking about it helps. Sometimes the fear of death or a sense of guilt at leaving one's family behind is enough to stop the act itself, but I wouldn't count on it.
On and off, but it's gotten better, like things usually do, believe it or not.
I have been trying to execute it, as well, but I only got in up to my knees until I got second thoughts and postponed it, so far indefinatly. Trust me, that's one way to get a new perspective of things, and I did realise I like life a lot more than I thought at that moment. And it has just kept becoming better ever since.
On the subject, I do feel like it's a bad idea that we never talk about it, suicide and the thoughts inviting to them. I don't think that talking about suicide "legitimise" it, or inspire people to commit them. Rather, I think it would really help if people on the brink knew that a lot of people have shared that thought they've had, but that things have gotten better for them. If we refuse talking about it, it'll just remain a dark, insidious thought reserved for "twisted minds", which will lead to a sense of shame and secrecy, and feeling like a deranged individual with dark thoughts no normal people have is the last feeling you need when you're considering to kill yourself.
We can either not talk about it and pretend it won't happen until it happens, or we can talk about it and acknowledge that it happens to a lot of people, but also that there is help, and that things do get better.
I have been trying to execute it, as well, but I only got in up to my knees until I got second thoughts and postponed it, so far indefinatly. Trust me, that's one way to get a new perspective of things, and I did realise I like life a lot more than I thought at that moment. And it has just kept becoming better ever since.
On the subject, I do feel like it's a bad idea that we never talk about it, suicide and the thoughts inviting to them. I don't think that talking about suicide "legitimise" it, or inspire people to commit them. Rather, I think it would really help if people on the brink knew that a lot of people have shared that thought they've had, but that things have gotten better for them. If we refuse talking about it, it'll just remain a dark, insidious thought reserved for "twisted minds", which will lead to a sense of shame and secrecy, and feeling like a deranged individual with dark thoughts no normal people have is the last feeling you need when you're considering to kill yourself.
We can either not talk about it and pretend it won't happen until it happens, or we can talk about it and acknowledge that it happens to a lot of people, but also that there is help, and that things do get better.
I'm similar I get those thoughts and the desire to just wash it all away fairly often but I'm so unstable emotionally that I'll forget about it and feel on top of the world and lord of all I survey the next day.DVS BSTrD said:
I won't say how I'd do it on here since that's asking for havoc down the line.
Fast and painless seems the easiest route though.
Honestly if you get thatc lose it's worth seeing a doctor, or a shrink, or just getting somebody to talk through whatevers going through your head with you.
The last time I had anything near those feelings I came here and made a thread about depression and the soul crushing misery that was swallowing me up at the time and the community really helped me cheer up and find new perspectives on things.
If all else fails; live on to spite your enemies.
Edit: By the way, how the frig do you get gif avatars to animate properly on this site?
So, if you don't know this? Depression isn't a mood. It's faulty brain chemistry. It means you're operating with a defective product, and there are professionals you can talk to about getting it patched.
Personally, I've never considered suicide, ever. Got lucky, and my shit worked right out of the box. Seriously, there are people who know how to fix it.
Personally, I've never considered suicide, ever. Got lucky, and my shit worked right out of the box. Seriously, there are people who know how to fix it.
I've never wanted to kill myself and am actually quite surprised at the number here who have.
I've considered/discussed method or circumstances in which I might want to e.g. Would I want to struggle on in a post nuclear holocaust world or would I just eat a bullet. Even in such circumstances I think I'd still be too attached to living to end it.
I'm so fond of being alive I intend to live forever via cryonics so the only time I might consider kiling myself is if I were diagnosed with altzheimer's disease and I could kill myself and be preserved before the disease could destroy all the memories I wanted to preserve with me. I would though need to find a suicide method that didn't destroy my brain so the afore mentioned option of eating a bullet is out. I suppose blindness or quadriplegia might also make me want to do it provided I could still be cryo presevered until such time as I could be cured of those.
I've considered/discussed method or circumstances in which I might want to e.g. Would I want to struggle on in a post nuclear holocaust world or would I just eat a bullet. Even in such circumstances I think I'd still be too attached to living to end it.
I'm so fond of being alive I intend to live forever via cryonics so the only time I might consider kiling myself is if I were diagnosed with altzheimer's disease and I could kill myself and be preserved before the disease could destroy all the memories I wanted to preserve with me. I would though need to find a suicide method that didn't destroy my brain so the afore mentioned option of eating a bullet is out. I suppose blindness or quadriplegia might also make me want to do it provided I could still be cryo presevered until such time as I could be cured of those.
I would have to say that I think about suicide on a semi-regular basis. Although that may sound pretty awful, at the moment I am the happiest I have ever been in my life, and unlike in years past, I don't want to die. To me suicide is a comforting thought. It's the idea that in the end, I get to control my own destiny.
I was probably at my most suicidal in high school. Living was a chore with few silver linings, and the only thing that held me back was the knowledge of what that selfish act would do to my loving family.
Part of my still occasionally thinking about suicide is advice my psychologist gave me for handling anxiety: instead of stressing yourself out by attempting to avoid thoughts, it's better to embrace them, analyze the symptoms, and then move on with life.
How I would do it at any given time would depend on the resources available to me. Giving a Beretta a blowjob would be my ideal painless out, but I never grew up around guns, so that probably wouldn't be the way in this hypothetical scenario.
I wouldn't try to hang myself since I would probably screw up the knot, and I would want my final movements to be painless - I am trying to end my suffering after all. I also wouldn't slice my wrists, since to die from that you have to cut vertically and then run the wound under water or with salt to prevent the bodies natural blood clotting.
Overdosing probably wouldn't work, since I have already abused a number of drugs to a level that medical professionals have said they are surprised it didn't leave more lasting damage.
My ideal suicide would be in an enclosed garage. I would take a bunch of opioids or benzodiazepines (not to die, just to relax/sleep) and leave my car running while I played something appropriate over my car's stereo and allowed the carbon monoxide to remove me from this mortal plane. Failing a garage, high doses of helium cause death, and I could purchase that over the internet.
That all being said, I have never "attempted" suicide. I've wanted to die, I've comforted myself thinking about how I could make that happen, and in my younger more-emo years I made suicidal gestures, but I have always said when asked by a mental health professional that I've never actually planned to do it. If I ever decide to kill myself, I will, but I have never lied to myself about the subject, and have always stressed that I think about suicide, but don't intend to carry it out.
Suicide is an exceedingly permanent solution that functions in my head as a final out if I am truly done living.
I was probably at my most suicidal in high school. Living was a chore with few silver linings, and the only thing that held me back was the knowledge of what that selfish act would do to my loving family.
Part of my still occasionally thinking about suicide is advice my psychologist gave me for handling anxiety: instead of stressing yourself out by attempting to avoid thoughts, it's better to embrace them, analyze the symptoms, and then move on with life.
How I would do it at any given time would depend on the resources available to me. Giving a Beretta a blowjob would be my ideal painless out, but I never grew up around guns, so that probably wouldn't be the way in this hypothetical scenario.
I wouldn't try to hang myself since I would probably screw up the knot, and I would want my final movements to be painless - I am trying to end my suffering after all. I also wouldn't slice my wrists, since to die from that you have to cut vertically and then run the wound under water or with salt to prevent the bodies natural blood clotting.
Overdosing probably wouldn't work, since I have already abused a number of drugs to a level that medical professionals have said they are surprised it didn't leave more lasting damage.
My ideal suicide would be in an enclosed garage. I would take a bunch of opioids or benzodiazepines (not to die, just to relax/sleep) and leave my car running while I played something appropriate over my car's stereo and allowed the carbon monoxide to remove me from this mortal plane. Failing a garage, high doses of helium cause death, and I could purchase that over the internet.
That all being said, I have never "attempted" suicide. I've wanted to die, I've comforted myself thinking about how I could make that happen, and in my younger more-emo years I made suicidal gestures, but I have always said when asked by a mental health professional that I've never actually planned to do it. If I ever decide to kill myself, I will, but I have never lied to myself about the subject, and have always stressed that I think about suicide, but don't intend to carry it out.
Suicide is an exceedingly permanent solution that functions in my head as a final out if I am truly done living.
I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about it. Not due to being overly depressed or anything, mostly, and this might even offend some of you but hey, I want to be honest. Mostly it's because there are days where I feel too lazy to live life, and I'd sometimes rather not go through the hassle. I've never thought about it for more than a moment though, as I see suicide as weak and selfish except in exceptional circumstances.
As to how I would do it? Bullet through the head. It's extremely fast and super effective. It might be excruciatingly painful for a fraction of a second but then it's done. There's no way in hell I'd risk an attempt at overdosing and then live fucked up because it didn't work, or jumping off of something only to live paralyzed forever. Nah, if I'm gonna do it, I'll do it right. Though to be clear, I'm not gonna do it.
Because sometimes life can be great, and it's worth all the shit we get thrown at us.
As to how I would do it? Bullet through the head. It's extremely fast and super effective. It might be excruciatingly painful for a fraction of a second but then it's done. There's no way in hell I'd risk an attempt at overdosing and then live fucked up because it didn't work, or jumping off of something only to live paralyzed forever. Nah, if I'm gonna do it, I'll do it right. Though to be clear, I'm not gonna do it.
Because sometimes life can be great, and it's worth all the shit we get thrown at us.
Yeah sure I have but the way I look at it is I am going to die anyway and there is no guarantee of what happens after death so I just thought even if my life turns to absolute shit and is an absolute hell it will end on its own anyway and there is always the possibility that I will have some fun along the way and things will get better, death is the end result regardless of what I do so why hasten it?
And if I get a second chance after death well then ok if not then why cut it short just because I hate it, its mine dammit I am keeping it as long as possible.
And if I get a second chance after death well then ok if not then why cut it short just because I hate it, its mine dammit I am keeping it as long as possible.
Yes, only a few days ago I was on the verge of committing suicide, but I just couldn't be so selfish, because I know it would destroy my mother.
my method was: first write a letter to each friend and to my family, put on my favourite clothes; then slit my wrists while lying in the bath tub (I wouldn't want to make a mess when I leave) and listening to music with a smile on my face.
Very elaborate, eh?
my method was: first write a letter to each friend and to my family, put on my favourite clothes; then slit my wrists while lying in the bath tub (I wouldn't want to make a mess when I leave) and listening to music with a smile on my face.
Very elaborate, eh?
Nope, never. Might have some stuff to complain about, but in general the only thing I get slightly depressed about, is that you can't just live until you want to pull the plug in a couple of thousand years.
I've had two periods where I've been seriously wanting to die, and right now I'm in a third one. But I've promised myself not to kill myself until I've read 3,000 manga books, and I have hundreds of volumes left until that happens, so there's no need to cheer me up; for a long while yet I'll be a Bee-Gee's song.
I would assume everybody has thought of it at some point in their lives during times of great stress as a fleeting thought kind of thing, like "would it be easier to just die and escape out of this problem?" before coming to the realization, "probably not"
I think about it every minute of every day. But not in the way I think you mean. I am constantly trying to convince myself why I should never do it.
As much as I hate my life sometimes, "Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities", to quote Tyrion Lanister
As much as I hate my life sometimes, "Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities", to quote Tyrion Lanister
Yeah I've thought about it and thought about it an awful lot. Never went through or attempted it though. I did cut myself once and I was greatly ashamed of it after. I realised that really it was damn stupid of me and I should really get my act together and get through what is making me so stressed and be strong for my family, friends and for myself. And so I did. My problems were not the worst problems in the world and while I won't cheapen my experiences and play them down, they were the worst things to ever happen to me, hell my brother almost got stabbed and beaten for something he had nothing to do with. But I got through it. Life has been fine ever since and thoughts of suicide don't ever cross my mind.