Just my two cents on suicide and why I think about alot. This is actually a tough question to answer and it took a lot of books on civilization for me to figure it out.
Now with people on here who are thinking about suicide because of their girlfriend or boyfriend. Honestly, this confuses me because when you leave a relationship everything is the same as it was before so wouldn’t you have already thought of suicide. Possibly you weren’t depressed before but as you’ve gotten older and started to grow depressed they were the one distraction and now you just can’t stop thinking about death because that distraction is gone. For instance when I’m out of weed I think about suicide all the time not because Nothing could compare to it or I “loved it” but because I’m not distracted. Just a guess, either way this post will probably not concern those people.
Anyway, about a year ago I saw this documentary about a tribe in the amazon and this missionary who went there to spread his religion. After about three years of living with them he became close to them and would share stories although he put a stop to his indoctrination after they told him to stop preaching about god. They told him not only did that god scare them but their lives were perfectly fine and quite frankly didn’t “need” god. At around this time he told them a story about how his mother had killed herself when he was younger.
They all started laughing…uncontrollably. He asked them why they were laughing at him and they said it was because the idea of suicide was insane and no-one in the history of the tribe has even thought about it.
This blew me away because every time I get into a conversation with “civilized” people about suicide people usually always tell me “everyone’s thought about suicide at one point in their life” although I find that an extremely bold statement it is easy to believe. And I’d like to mention that I’m probably not the only one who gets pissed when their parents tell them that. “yeah I thought about suicide ” but then they think “I guess I’ll have a kid” brilliant…
As for me, My brother’s a coke dealer, my mom’s a meth head. My dad’s on methadone but DOES keep a roof over my head so comparing myself to the rest of the world I guess you could say things good be worse. I guess when you start to realize that all this capitalist shit is fucking pointless i.e. car, house, trophy wife and that having a family is not only pointless as well but in a sense wrong based on the fact the Earth’s resources aren’t limitless and all your doing by having a family in this age is making someone suffer quicker in generations to come, you lose that notion of purpose that was put into your head at a young age by idiots. Please do not try and convince me otherwise, having a family is not only selfish but egotistical and is really just making YOU feel like you have some sort of “purpose” because you were too poor and talentless to “change the world” so you immortalize YOUR name the easy way.
The most depressing part is when you realize that those relationships that existed in the tribe are almost impossible in this society. For instance almost everyone you know would probably leave their hometown and close friends for that “dream job” whereas no-one in that tribe would leave the tribe for that “dream tribe” because they value those friendships but in this society value is extremely based on status. That type of love, I feel, is a strong part of mental health and only in the most extreme, rare and perfect conditions do people in this modern world experience it which explains why, without distraction, were all suicidal.
Judging from all the retarded responses I always see from people trying to un-convince someone of suicide I’ll ask that people spare me the pity. I just felt for years I couldn’t pinpoint the depression and once I started researching the beginnings of civilization and agriculture and the origins of recorded war and the fact that organized religion started very quickly after the city of Ur I became kind of convinced that when “class” was invented people needed to believe that somehow they were just as equal as the most powerful so they created religion to prevent psychological suicide and eventually the birth of physical suicide because civilization MADE LIFE UNFAIR.
Anyway just posting this for some who may have been confused about why they feel this way. And I’d like to stress it is mostly a theory but I can’t help but believing it.
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Life isn’t fair for most, however a small percentage no longer have the ability to manage the pain they feel. Running out of weed is your pain, which I’m sure to you is real. Your home life doesn’t sound the most stable either but its yours.
Theories about social status and suicide conflict as more “professional/ upper class” people end their life as they usual have the means…
As long as you do drugs, you’re not suicidal? Millions of people are like that. It’s called drug addiction, not a distraction, except a distraction from reality.
People have children because they’re too poor and talentless to change the world? This is just one sample of the many bitter comments you make. The next book you read should be about attitude adjustment.
You consider many peoples selfless efforts to help “un-convince” someone thinking about suicide to be “retarded”. Just my opinion but, I believe a big part of your heart is underdeveloped, which is why you use drugs in an attempt to fill that void. I do realize with your parent’s and brother’s addiction it makes it very difficult to fall into that trap. Get out while you’re young and still can.
You start by saying the reason for suicide is people loose their “distraction”. And because you read some books and watched a documentary you have been able to uncover the reason each and every person has attempted and/or committed suicide. Millions of people for countless years have been trying to understand suicide and you’ve just figured it out all by yourself. Congrats!
The middle and majority of your post is a rant against society and you finish by saying the reason we have to have a distraction is because we don’t live like some tribe you read about. What the hell?
I guess somewhere in there it makes sense to you, but I think it’s just a very wandering and insensitive rant. Comparing the loss of a loved one to running out of weed?! Come on dude! Think; then type! This isn’t some blog about your sports team!!
I very sincerely hope you and your family can get help for the drugs and that you can begin to understand more of the love that exists in a dysfunctional world.
Wishing You The Best,
John