Of course everyone come to a point where they feel you can't go on... I think
students in particular suffer from this. We work so hard, have to sacrifice so
much, and all for what? letter grades on a piece of paper...
but before you can think to go and harm/kill yourself, think of all the pain and
anguish that you will cause other people? your mom, dad, family, your friends?
not really, its kinda stupid to me. life is what you make it. i truely believe
that. if there is pain/suffering then try to change it, dont just sit there and
let more pain come
i have to admit that there have been a few times in my life where i think about
suicide, than i think back on the thoughts in a few weeks and think "what
the hell was i thinking"
Yes, I have. It was in
8th grade, I'm in 10th grade now. It was horrible, absolutely horrible. I was
miserable. The hospital just made me even more miserable and my doctors were
jerks. I tried a couple times, but after drinking charcoal 2 times and vomiting
all night the second time, I figured out that I was horribly stupid. I finally
realized that if I died, I'd hurt a lot of people who loved me. Suicide is the
worst nightmare for a parent.
It hurts to be depressed, nay, any mental illness like depression can hurt you
majorly. The doctors spent monthes trying to figure out my mental illness. They
said basically everything, Bipolar A, B, major depression, Boarderline
Personality Disorder, Unipolar...Finally they landed on a Boarderline
Personality Disorder.
Even though it's frustrating, I try to help others now to realize what they're
doing. I'm better now, well partially. I still hate people, in general, I still
have anger issues, I still have urges to cut myself, and I still have a couple
urges to go off and kill myself. But, they have me on a stable set of
medication, I have a therapist I visit every week. So I'm A LOT better now. I
takes time, patience, and hard work, but if people try hard enough, you can
overcome this somehow and/or learn to control it.
I agree with S2NINJA, everyone feels that sometime or another you nkow? It's the
path that we all walk on... think about it... before you die... what about those
ppl who care about you so much? Everyone will be hurt after you have left...I
know it is hard to contain those suicidal feels but sometimes you have to shake
it off and move on. That's what keeps me from doing it. If life were to be
perfect, then what is the struggle of life? If life was so perfect... you
wouldn't want that... heck, nobody would since all the challenges are gone. So I
guess find a way around the problem and every thing will be alright.
merged: 11-16-2005 ~ 01:59pm
I agree with S2NINJA, everyone feels that sometime or another you nkow? It's the
path that we all walk on... think about it... before you die... what about those
ppl who care about you so much? Everyone will be hurt after you have left...I
know it is hard to contain those suicidal feels but sometimes you have to shake
it off and move on. That's what keeps me from doing it. If life were to be
perfect, then what is the struggle of life? If life was so perfect... you
wouldn't want that... heck, nobody would since all the challenges are gone. So I
guess find a way around the problem and every thing will be alright. I know it's
hard but life does have it's opportunities, doesn't it?
you just have to kick back and dont let the pressure get to ya... live life as
it is and you will never wonder why you are living because your too busy living
it ^^
Thanks for sharing you're personal stories guys. You did not have to share the
private parts of your lives with us but you guys choose to because you guys seem
to care about other people and that you share their pain also I guess. Well for
me? The closest I came to killing myself was holding my breath under the
swimming pool.
Let's see... it started when I was nine. My mother stabbed me in the kidney,
killing it in a matter of minutes, sending me to the E.R. I was confused for the
next few years. I still loved her because she was my mother. Then I started to
mature, and understand what she did to me, causing me to hate her with every
fiber of my existence. This put me in therapy for a few years, where I was
perscribed on Zoloft. I guess it worked for a while. Then, when I got another
bottle of them, I decided to down the whole bottle and go to bed... then I threw
up... then back to the E.R. for me. A few weeks later, still soar from my
stomach being pumped, I slit my wrists with a razor while I was taking a bath.
My father gets home a minute after I lose consciousness, and I'm put into a
"home" for other kids like myself... Now I'm 17, living in Florida,
and really don't care about anything. I haven't talked to my mom in 5 years.
That's about it.
i mean, life reaches a point where i got sick of it, or rather, i got sick of
society.so yes, i've wanted to scuicide.only the repercussions hold me back
i have never thought or suicide, or any crap about hurting myself, suicide =
pussy way out, DIE FIGHTING (like not some spiritual stuff, die by war etc)
Quote by chaossnakeno, homicide yes
but suicide no
Hahahaha! Me too!^^
merged: 11-16-2005 ~ 06:04pm
Quote by SyngoLet's see... it started when
I was nine. My mother stabbed me in the kidney, killing it in a matter of
minutes, sending me to the E.R. I was confused for the next few years. I still
loved her because she was my mother. Then I started to mature, and understand
what she did to me, causing me to hate her with every fiber of my existence.
This put me in therapy for a few years, where I was perscribed on Zoloft. I
guess it worked for a while. Then, when I got another bottle of them, I decided
to down the whole bottle and go to bed... then I threw up... then back to the
E.R. for me. A few weeks later, still soar from my stomach being pumped, I slit
my wrists with a razor while I was taking a bath. My father gets home a minute
after I lose consciousness, and I'm put into a "home" for other kids
like myself... Now I'm 17, living in Florida, and really don't care about
anything. I haven't talked to my mom in 5 years. That's about
it.
yes i have . and recently as well. but since i am not the kind of person to take
the "easy" way out i am still here facing my problem and hoping that
one day it will go away
hmm nope,lifes a game and i intend to play it threw ^^,if i die now oh well,i
live my life with no regrets of the past ,and i dont wait for the future,its all
a big game to me,and i intend to have fun ^_-
I used to think abouit it a lot, it's not like I'm happy now nor like I have
changed my opinions,... I still think most of the people give it an effort
everyday to become more stupid, destroy themselves and everything that sorrounds
them, so I decided when I die, it's gotta be 4 something worth it. Never thought
that you gotta stay in this world if you don't want to, yet, if u got the
courage all I can do is wish you luck.
PD: excuse my bad english, I'm not a native speaker and I never practice
yeah..I've thought of doing it a few times but when everytime when I'm about to
do it...I'll start thinking that this is not the way I want it to be, so I'm
still struggling now to put out my suicidal thoughts..
You know what? I just recently declared my inactivity from Minitokyo. This is
one out of a million, kiddies so feel special I'm posting here. I'm gonna share
something with all of you: I'm a very happy, spunky, spontaneous, fun person to
be around. My goal is to make everyone have as much I can in a day. You wanna
know why I do this? Because I was once classified with depression. Allllll the
way back in I beleive it was Kindergarden or First grade. Then one day I woke up
and decided not to wear black. That day was the day I started listening to Ska
music. Ska is upbeat, fast paced and very sociable. Ska concerts happen all the
time and I go to as many as possible. Without this incredible form of music I
might not be here right now. I try not to think about it because whenever I
think about it I think "Was that really ME?" But getting back to your
question the wrost I had with depression was hallucinating. That was probably my
rockbottom. I have actually known people who comitted suicide and shortly after
their death their parents either: 1) Committeed suicide 2) Went insane or 3)
Were Traumatized/Developed other mental ailments. So let me say this once and
only once: Suicide kills more than ONE person.
Don't commit suicide. Instead--*cheese alert* think of all the happy things in
life. And don't say, "Nothing good has ever happened to me. Nothing is good
about life. I've never been happy."
You can't just sit around and let people shove you around. Stand up to the
people. Work out your misunderstandings. Don't let them step on you. And open
yourself. You will, eventually, find someone who cares about your
problems.
And, to quote X, "whenever someone dies, someone else will always
cry." Suicide is perhaps the most selfish act that a person can commit.
They run away from their responsibilites--responsibilities which will be dumped
on another person. Their parents blame themselves and suffer, and somteims, like
PwnOXz0r said, follow their path. People who you knew start to wonder what they
could have done to save you. They cry for you that you threw their life away,
and have to struggle with the burden that has been placed on theirs. How can you
do something like that to someone, just because you're "tired"? It's
selfish, and cruel. If you can't find a reason to live solely for yourself, then
live for them.
i am unfortunately mentally disadvantaged with schizophrenia. not once have i
thought of doing such a nasty deed. there is no glory or beauty in death. and
above that, i fear that which lies after death. for i am burdened everyday with
doubt of reality, i have found certain, tiny things one could say, that help me
grasp reality and have confidence in my convictions. however i am still
tormented with the thought of death, mostly because i do not want to know the
truth. if my confidence now is blind confidence i do not want to know otherwise.
i am afraid that when i die i will wake up, to some other place, some other
reality. i do not want this, for burdened as i am now, that knowledge alone is
something i couldn't handle, that is if i was aware of it anyhow. that is why
suicide will has never crossed my mind. not in the sense of committing it, but i
have thought about the consequences and reasons of doing so. which i will now
add. consequences, there are none, one dies, and hopefully nothing more will
persist. those left behind and grieving? how dare they attempt to place guilt
upone one who kills oneself. how dare they proclaim such self righteousness as
to look at one who chooses suicide as a coward, unable to cope with life. how
dare they say one is selfish for 'causing 'them grief. i scoff at that.
consequences of suicide? scoff at you. and the only reason one should ever kill
oneself is because they have not done so. another activity to partake in eh?
double scoff at reason.
this thread is to express your deepest feelings about ur life
merged: 11-16-2005 ~ 09:59am
I really think that this life doesn't mean nothing for me why am i so unhappy?
I tried to make it smaller but i Couldn't
.....
If it's not right to put an image like that just tell me
Of course everyone come to a point where they feel you can't go on... I think students in particular suffer from this. We work so hard, have to sacrifice so much, and all for what? letter grades on a piece of paper...
but before you can think to go and harm/kill yourself, think of all the pain and anguish that you will cause other people? your mom, dad, family, your friends?
to me, taking your life is not an option...
not really, its kinda stupid to me. life is what you make it. i truely believe that. if there is pain/suffering then try to change it, dont just sit there and let more pain come
no, homicide yes but suicide no
i have to admit that there have been a few times in my life where i think about suicide, than i think back on the thoughts in a few weeks and think "what the hell was i thinking"
Yes, I have. It was in 8th grade, I'm in 10th grade now. It was horrible, absolutely horrible. I was miserable. The hospital just made me even more miserable and my doctors were jerks. I tried a couple times, but after drinking charcoal 2 times and vomiting all night the second time, I figured out that I was horribly stupid. I finally realized that if I died, I'd hurt a lot of people who loved me. Suicide is the worst nightmare for a parent.
It hurts to be depressed, nay, any mental illness like depression can hurt you majorly. The doctors spent monthes trying to figure out my mental illness. They said basically everything, Bipolar A, B, major depression, Boarderline Personality Disorder, Unipolar...Finally they landed on a Boarderline Personality Disorder.
Even though it's frustrating, I try to help others now to realize what they're doing. I'm better now, well partially. I still hate people, in general, I still have anger issues, I still have urges to cut myself, and I still have a couple urges to go off and kill myself. But, they have me on a stable set of medication, I have a therapist I visit every week. So I'm A LOT better now. I takes time, patience, and hard work, but if people try hard enough, you can overcome this somehow and/or learn to control it.
I agree with S2NINJA, everyone feels that sometime or another you nkow? It's the path that we all walk on... think about it... before you die... what about those ppl who care about you so much? Everyone will be hurt after you have left...I know it is hard to contain those suicidal feels but sometimes you have to shake it off and move on. That's what keeps me from doing it. If life were to be perfect, then what is the struggle of life? If life was so perfect... you wouldn't want that... heck, nobody would since all the challenges are gone. So I guess find a way around the problem and every thing will be alright.
merged: 11-16-2005 ~ 01:59pm
I agree with S2NINJA, everyone feels that sometime or another you nkow? It's the path that we all walk on... think about it... before you die... what about those ppl who care about you so much? Everyone will be hurt after you have left...I know it is hard to contain those suicidal feels but sometimes you have to shake it off and move on. That's what keeps me from doing it. If life were to be perfect, then what is the struggle of life? If life was so perfect... you wouldn't want that... heck, nobody would since all the challenges are gone. So I guess find a way around the problem and every thing will be alright. I know it's hard but life does have it's opportunities, doesn't it?
you just have to kick back and dont let the pressure get to ya... live life as it is and you will never wonder why you are living because your too busy living it ^^
Thanks for sharing you're personal stories guys. You did not have to share the private parts of your lives with us but you guys choose to because you guys seem to care about other people and that you share their pain also I guess. Well for me? The closest I came to killing myself was holding my breath under the swimming pool.
I personally think a person is weak when he/she wants too suicide cause its the easiest way out.
They are running away from the problem/s.
I haven't really thought about it myself but, there where times i felt like some other people might want to suicide in this situation.
Let's see... it started when I was nine. My mother stabbed me in the kidney, killing it in a matter of minutes, sending me to the E.R. I was confused for the next few years. I still loved her because she was my mother. Then I started to mature, and understand what she did to me, causing me to hate her with every fiber of my existence. This put me in therapy for a few years, where I was perscribed on Zoloft. I guess it worked for a while. Then, when I got another bottle of them, I decided to down the whole bottle and go to bed... then I threw up... then back to the E.R. for me. A few weeks later, still soar from my stomach being pumped, I slit my wrists with a razor while I was taking a bath. My father gets home a minute after I lose consciousness, and I'm put into a "home" for other kids like myself... Now I'm 17, living in Florida, and really don't care about anything. I haven't talked to my mom in 5 years. That's about it.
everyday?really
i mean, life reaches a point where i got sick of it, or rather, i got sick of society.so yes, i've wanted to scuicide.only the repercussions hold me back
i have never thought or suicide, or any crap about hurting myself, suicide = pussy way out, DIE FIGHTING (like not some spiritual stuff, die by war etc)
Hahahaha! Me too!^^
merged: 11-16-2005 ~ 06:04pm
It must be quite hard
Strange Question and very personal. I couldn't answer you.
yes i have . and recently as well. but since i am not the kind of person to take the "easy" way out i am still here facing my problem and hoping that one day it will go away
hmm nope,lifes a game and i intend to play it threw ^^,if i die now oh well,i live my life with no regrets of the past ,and i dont wait for the future,its all a big game to me,and i intend to have fun ^_-
I used to think abouit it a lot, it's not like I'm happy now nor like I have changed my opinions,... I still think most of the people give it an effort everyday to become more stupid, destroy themselves and everything that sorrounds them, so I decided when I die, it's gotta be 4 something worth it. Never thought that you gotta stay in this world if you don't want to, yet, if u got the courage all I can do is wish you luck.
PD: excuse my bad english, I'm not a native speaker and I never practice
it has entered my mind many times, but i never seriously thought about it
yeah..I've thought of doing it a few times but when everytime when I'm about to do it...I'll start thinking that this is not the way I want it to be, so I'm still struggling now to put out my suicidal thoughts..
You know what? I just recently declared my inactivity from Minitokyo. This is one out of a million, kiddies so feel special I'm posting here. I'm gonna share something with all of you: I'm a very happy, spunky, spontaneous, fun person to be around. My goal is to make everyone have as much I can in a day. You wanna know why I do this? Because I was once classified with depression. Allllll the way back in I beleive it was Kindergarden or First grade. Then one day I woke up and decided not to wear black. That day was the day I started listening to Ska music. Ska is upbeat, fast paced and very sociable. Ska concerts happen all the time and I go to as many as possible. Without this incredible form of music I might not be here right now. I try not to think about it because whenever I think about it I think "Was that really ME?" But getting back to your question the wrost I had with depression was hallucinating. That was probably my rockbottom. I have actually known people who comitted suicide and shortly after their death their parents either: 1) Committeed suicide 2) Went insane or 3) Were Traumatized/Developed other mental ailments. So let me say this once and only once: Suicide kills more than ONE person.
nop, never
Don't commit suicide. Instead--*cheese alert* think of all the happy things in life. And don't say, "Nothing good has ever happened to me. Nothing is good about life. I've never been happy."
You can't just sit around and let people shove you around. Stand up to the people. Work out your misunderstandings. Don't let them step on you. And open yourself. You will, eventually, find someone who cares about your problems.
And, to quote X, "whenever someone dies, someone else will always cry." Suicide is perhaps the most selfish act that a person can commit. They run away from their responsibilites--responsibilities which will be dumped on another person. Their parents blame themselves and suffer, and somteims, like PwnOXz0r said, follow their path. People who you knew start to wonder what they could have done to save you. They cry for you that you threw their life away, and have to struggle with the burden that has been placed on theirs. How can you do something like that to someone, just because you're "tired"? It's selfish, and cruel. If you can't find a reason to live solely for yourself, then live for them.
i am unfortunately mentally disadvantaged with schizophrenia. not once have i thought of doing such a nasty deed. there is no glory or beauty in death. and above that, i fear that which lies after death. for i am burdened everyday with doubt of reality, i have found certain, tiny things one could say, that help me grasp reality and have confidence in my convictions. however i am still tormented with the thought of death, mostly because i do not want to know the truth. if my confidence now is blind confidence i do not want to know otherwise. i am afraid that when i die i will wake up, to some other place, some other reality. i do not want this, for burdened as i am now, that knowledge alone is something i couldn't handle, that is if i was aware of it anyhow. that is why suicide will has never crossed my mind. not in the sense of committing it, but i have thought about the consequences and reasons of doing so. which i will now add. consequences, there are none, one dies, and hopefully nothing more will persist. those left behind and grieving? how dare they attempt to place guilt upone one who kills oneself. how dare they proclaim such self righteousness as to look at one who chooses suicide as a coward, unable to cope with life. how dare they say one is selfish for 'causing 'them grief. i scoff at that. consequences of suicide? scoff at you. and the only reason one should ever kill oneself is because they have not done so. another activity to partake in eh? double scoff at reason.