I don’t really know my story. I attempted suicide at fifteen, was in a coma for five days and in hospitals for months. Eventually – I felt better, like I’d finally crossed back over that line, the one where you can almost label yourself “normal”. I finally thought I’d appreciated surviving, that it had happened for a reason. But every so often those thoughts cross my mind again.Â
Sometimes I think it’s more than depression, like there’s something deeper. But to me that void seems so complicated it’s not worth exploring. I can never draw the picture.
Now, I’ve got my life mapped out. I want to be the one that makes changes, the one with a legacy working to better the lives of adults, children, animals and the environment the world over.Â
The thoughts scare me. Make me feel sick. The world is a fucked up place, and I feel like no contribution of mine will make a dent in its reputation.Â
Now I almost feel as if it’s not depression.Â
Now, I’m an almost 18 year old teenage girl. I’ve never been bullied, my parents aren’t divorced, we’re financially stable, and I’m an only child (to some it’s glamorous). This forces me to feel such immense selfishness and guilt towards my feelings of hate for life and myself. My “depressive” state. I’m in the “popular” group at school. People tell me I’m smart, good looking and a “good person”.Â
These points may sound vain or arrogant – but needn’t worry, I don’t believe any of it. Again, if this is what I “may” portray, what do I portray, what thoughts, expressions and opinions do I arouse with my thoughts to end my life?Â
I’m lonely. So, so utterly lonely. Alive but not living. I’m lucky and appreciative of the life I’m blessed with, but my disgust at the world, my bitterness towards the human race exhausts me. I don’t want this life I have if it cannot by shared by every person in the world.Â
If I can’t do what I feel I need to do for my life to feel complete, worthy – then what point is my existence? At what price is life? my life?
Death is peaceful, easy. Life is harder. The only thing stopping me is the selfishness I feel when confronted by the thoughts of family and friends.Â
What if I fail again? Have to apologise, see and feel their pain, relive it again?
Thanks for reading. Please help – Â it’s your opinions and stories that matter to me… I’m so confused. There are things I am desperate to achieve, yet the thought of failure forces me to thoughts of surrender.Â
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Interesting, a women in Africa, a wise politician…. Lost her family… lost her children…. her house was bombed….. hated and disgusted by all as she was see as “weird”… However… She never gave up and eventually her politics were heard, people praised her and looked up to her.. She said one on of her speeches which I can’t directly remember but she said “As long you keep fighting you can never loose. If you give up then you’ve lost but as long you keep fighting you have never lost. It is when you stop fighting then truly have you lost!” you’r not lonely… I believe in you, I know I don’t know you but I feel sympathy for people who are alone as I always was. Now not any more… I decided to fight and I myself have won. Who do people look up upon? A person who needs help or a person who can offer help? You wish to be looked up do what you believe is right, you have my full support. “What if I fail again?” Don’t worry… mistakes are there to be learnt from.. We all make mistakes, but we can avoid those mistakes and make improvements. May peace and blessing be upon you sister. I honour you
Well first of all I point out a funny unnoticed remark of Omar: (in all sympathy)
When the girl wrote “what if I fail again, she was referring to trying to do what she did to herself years ago” and Omar, just did not link it to that and replied “dont worry, we all make mistakes. Obviously he was not referring to failing to commit suicide of course.
So, I am very happy that you are alive, that you failed in your attempt to commit suicide and I will do whatever I can to prevent you from ever trying again.
So let me see what I extract from your writing:
I start with this “I want to be the one that makes changes, the one with a legacy working to better the lives of adults, children, animals and the environment the world over. ”
– This is saying you are full of beautiful feelings, full of energy to make a difference in the world, young and explosive as you are with very intense feelings for everything as you are discovering life now. In addition to that, you are a female, that makes it more intense yet, and more sensitive and more vulnerable, because women are more fragile in these specific aspects (while they are stronger than men in others).
Then, you are intelligent, and you see the world around and are horrified. This is true, I lose my mind when I see what I see but I react aggressively against my environment while females often fall into deep depressions.
However, there is an ideal position girl where you can fully realize your wishes of making a huge difference in this world while shunning the rubbish that there is around. Look around with some detail and you will see people in dire situations, particularly children, the 9 year old, no parents, living in an orphanage, drug addicts their relatives etc. Those are the extraordinary values where we can implement all our very best.
If you stay in your room, under the table or under the bed thinking about yourself with a mirror in front of you, you are punishing your own mind, and the mind punishes you at the same time with ill thoughts. It truly works this way, it is uncanny but the mind is like a second entity that one must care about.
What I am seeing in you in a reactive depression towards exogenous factors, that means, you are perfectly fine and that is why you react like that when you see what you are seeing. My nephew went to Bosnia during the war, to provide help in a humanitarian mission. She returned with a terrible depression and became anorexic for months. Finally recovered but the explanation is straightforward, as clear as yours.
What about following and advice that I give you ? I mean really doing it. Intelligent people always follow my advices because I have made all mistakes possible so I can always give the best for others not to make them too. This summer, when you finish school, you are going to Ecuador or some other country in South/Central America, you are going to be teaching English to kids, you are going to be cooking for them, tying up their shoe cords, and take them along home. You are going to be a volunteer in one of those organizations you have around. You have to get yourself out of your mirror and so much self centered in what you see the world is. No! dont tell me that you dont feel like doing it!, It doesnt matter whether you feel like doing it or not! you do it! Just oblige yourself.
And well, I did not mention this, but what about having someone fall in love with you ? that makes wonders. Dont choose a scumbag or a retard. The thing here is that you are over-mature, what can be see from your writings, so the guy has to be a special one, but dont target an old man, he will exploit your situation. Choose someone kind. And do this thing about Ecuador or Peru or wherever the countries down there.
Hugs
O
Along the lines of ‘chooseanick’ said..
Don’t focus on the big picture (eg. the world). Start small, making changes to the environment around you. Each successive task will give you the additional confidence and experience to eventually fulfill larger roles and expand greater distances. Even the largest of trees started as seeds.
Having the love thing is nice. But, it’s just not something to depend on or define you. Just look at the amount of posts here that relate to lovers. It’s a high-risk is all I want to say.