On April 18th, after three months with the plan, I nearly killed myself. I had my charcoal ready, but changed my mind before getting in the car with the grills. I told my parents of my plans the next day ended up spending a week in the hospital. No medication was prescribed and I left feeling ready to go on with life. I’ve been out about a week now, but earlier this evening my mind went back where it was before. I see no reason to continue. My life is good relative to that of the average person, but that doesn’t matter if life doesn’t have any purpose. Life’s not that exciting. I don’t want to sit around an wait for the next enjoyable thing to come around, I’d rather just quit the whole process. I’d go do it right now, but now I’ve seen the tears in my mother’s eyes after I told her of my initial plan. I realize what I do affects those that care, but it’s my life. Why can’t I just fucking not care again? What good is living if your only reason to do so is that others want you to?
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I think i remember talking to you when you were gonna do it but changed your mind. Im suprised they didnt put you on meds. What was it like in hospital? That must suck having everyone knowing everything, i’d hate that.
You have to make ur own purpose to live and when u find it you will feel better!!!!
I’m facing the same dilemma. I envy those who have NO ONE to love. There’s nothing to rein them in, and the exit is just guiltless.
I got no meds because my psychiatrist didn’t believe I was depressed. Nor did I. I know someone will read this and say you must be if you want to die, I get a lot of that in the hospital, but it’s a bit more complicated than that. The hospital wasn’t too bad. It was boring and they wouldn’t let you have anything but clothes, but the people were certainly interesting. I thought being in there was good. It gave me a chance to sit and think and to see what problems some people really do have. Then again, you see how long that lasted. The people knowing isn’t that bad. No one really says anything or acts differently. I somewhat wish they would bring it up so I could explain my reasoning, but whatever.
Please talk to someone again. Let them know how you are feeling.