Poll: Have you ever thought about commiting suicdie?

[The Purple Crusader]

I cant really give advice, because im very hypocritical in that advice, since I myself am on the verge of killing myself. Ive basically gotten to the point where I have it all planned out. Date, time, weapon of choice, and location. Most of the day is spent depressed, and acting like im fine. Then I cry myself to sleep, cause its the only way I can tire myself out (well, besides physically). Unless I cheer up some time soon, or have an epiphany then it doesnt look to good. The reaallly sad, and i guess selfishly cruel part is, ive thought about the consequences, and all the people who would miss me, etc. Its a stupid reason too, why im like this. But it doesnt seem to be holding me back, so im either really close minded, or an insensitive douchebag.

But id probably listen to what everyone else is saying. Anyways, night Escapists.

 

[Canid117]

Never seriously considered suicide myself. Feel pretty bad for the people who do though.

 

[Lord Kodous]

Thought about it, realized it was the cowards way out.

 

[Programmed_For_Damage]

Came very close many years ago. Right at a pivotal point I thought about the people I was going to leave behind and the effect my death would have on the rest of their lives.

Turns out that was the turning point. I went from being totally self absorbed on my "problems and suffering" and thought about others. When viewed from that perspective there was no way I could do it.

I swore an oath never to do it from that day forward. Fifteen years on I've had some really dark, really low times but I have never entertained the thought of suicide again. Live DOES get better.

 

[Bagaloo]

I've never seriously thought about it. When I was under a lot of pressure to finish up some essays for university, I remember a stray "I could just kill myself and be done with this shit" that was immediately replaced with "Pfft, shut the fuck up and get on with some work, jackass."

But yeah, not really thought about it at all. In my situation, it would be extremely selfish and devastating to my family, who have been pouring support onto me to get through university.

 

[Dr. wonderful]

Good for you to tell your story, even though it had one hell of a broken aesop in the middle.

What, the drugs thing? How is that a broken aesop?

You know, the small chance of addiction.

...Actually, let's just stick with the second half of my reply, since I didn't think that one through.

Well, it's just psychedelics really, they aren't addictive. I'm not taking cocaine or heroin or anything like that, just marijuana and psychedelic drugs like LSD and Mescalin.

...Oh.

Well...yeah I got nothing.

*Go off to Play KOTR2*

 

[Paksenarrion]

When am I *not* thinking about it? Well, when I'm not working, or when I'm online keeping my mind busy, then I don't think about it. I think mine stems from three words: "not good enough".

Contemporary society keeps telling us we have to be a certain way to succeed and enjoy life. It's no longer enough to pretend to be something we're not. The only way to survive in this so called civilization is to fight back. Turn your depression into rage. Turn your sorrow into anger. If you die, if you kill yourself, THEY win. Do not give them the satisfaction.

The only drawbacks to living in constant hate are the nightmares and violent thoughts that pop up in your head whenever you're by yourself. I don't have a solution for that yet.

 

[Dommius]

Yeah, a while ago. Life kinda hit a wall for me. I went from a relatively happy existence to a dreadful one. I was miserable 24/7, nothing cheered me up and I lied to everyone as to how I was doing. Things continued to get worse for me. I started skipping a lot of school because I had no focus, or even the will to focus. People started to realize something was very wrong at this point but I got angry and lashed out when they tried to help. I started cutting myself in some effort to relieve the stress which I continued to pile up on myself. I dropped out of school because I missed so much. They sent me to a shrink, she didn't help much. It was just cycling through different pills until she hoped she got it right. Eventually everything just snapped. I figured out what I was going to do, and planned it out.

On the night I attempted to kill myself I said goodbye to someone who is very special to me and was trying to help me out. Heh, she's the reason I'm actually still alive. She kept me distracted on my cell phone long enough for a friend of mine to come to where I was and stop me. We talked and I went to his place that night. He wouldn't let me go home. The shrink thought it was a tad more serious or something at this point.

We talked over the next little while and finally came down to putting stuff for dealing with violent mood swings typical of Bi-polar disorder. I won't say I've been great since then. It's still rocky at times, in fact I believe it will stay rocky for the rest of my life. But its my burden to bear for the rest of my life and I've been trying to keep myself going by saying I won't be beaten by a chemical imbalance. I can proudly say I've stopped cutting but the scars remain. Not to be spiritual or sound stupid but when I look at them I think of it as a reminder of the mistakes of my past.

Now, here I am, two years from the day it all started and I'm trying to finish my grade 12 so I can go to the game design school I went through so much effort to get in to. ( Did the interviews and all the other jazz and threw it down the drain) So I beg of you not to go down the same road I did, it's a dark terrible road and it only makes things so much worse. If you ever need someone to talk to I'm here. Send me a PM and I'll reply. I may not know exactly how you feel but I think maybe its pretty close.

Also Marter, you're just awesome. I know it was said earlier that you're always offering help when someone needs it but its true. I see you all over the place. The world needs more people like you =)

 

[Sarahcidal]

tried but backed out.. glad i did.. shit all works out in the end
i can honestly say i really enjoy my life now and i'm quite content

 

[natster43]

I have thought about it. But never thought about actually doing it though.

 

[MicrosoftPaysMe]

I thought about it but I never came close. I more thought about how other people would feel if I did

 

[The_Echo]

I have thought about it, but never seriously. I would never take my own life. It's cowardly, selfish, and I'm terrified of death anyway.

 

[Julianking93]

Tried it 3 times.

Once when I was 10, at 13 and again at 14.

Everything was going wrong in my life. Being bullied to hell, no friends, family hated each other. I just couldn't deal anymore and tried to kill myself by starvation. I didn't eat for 5 days. I ended up eating something when I realized it was stupid to do so.

That was age 10 though. When at 13, the same circumstances, I took a large amount of sleeping pills. Obviously not enough, but again, I'm glad I didn't do it.

Then at 14, I got my dad's gun but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't pull the trigger. I'm glad I didn't though, because I wouldn't have lived to have my revenge on those people that pushed me to my suicidal state.

I got them back. I got them all back. *evil grin*

 

[gillebro]

yeah, of course i've thought about it. i think most people do at some stage. And so many people have depression at least at some stage in their lives, and probably think about it then. i'd never do it though. it seems like bad karma to force your own life to end before it's meant to. and i'd be too scared anyway.
suicide's one of those things that really saddens me, because it always seems to be a case of somebody needing help (be it someone to talk to or serious medical attention or something in between), and not managing to get it. I'd say that the great majority of suicides are preventable, if people just swallow their pride, realise that something is seriously wrong, and get some help for it. it's always worth trying to help yourself.

 

[Aura Guardian]

Tried it 3 times.

Once when I was 10, at 13 and again at 14.

Everything was going wrong in my life. Being bullied to hell, no friends, family hated each other. I just couldn't deal anymore and tried to kill myself by starvation. I didn't eat for 5 days. I ended up eating something when I realized it was stupid to do so.

That was age 10 though. When at 13, the same circumstances, I took a large amount of sleeping pills. Obviously not enough, but again, I'm glad I didn't do it.

Then at 14, I got my dad's gun but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't pull the trigger. I'm glad I didn't though, because I wouldn't have lived to have my revenge on those people that pushed me to my suicidal state.

I got them back. I got them all back. *evil grin*

Sad story...but with a nice ending. Good for you dude

 

[Julianking93]

Sad story...but with a nice ending. Good for you dude

Thank you. As I've said before (and actually have gone into detail as to how I got those assholes back) it was a sweet and satisfying revenge

 

[mornal]

Thought about it (not actually doing it, more just the idea in general) and realised it's not a great solution. Especially because I'm young and I still want to do things besides school.

 

[Czargent Sane]

thought about it, found the idea severely lacking, and dismissed it.