Why are You here? Not in this world, not in this situation, but this site. Why?
I’m here because I look for a little bit hope. I need someone to say it’s going to be alright. I know it will be. Maybe not today, but it will. I only post here when I’m suicidal, but look, I don’t post here often. You probably don’t go to this site everyday too. I’ve known this site for about a year and I haven’t posted much. I know suicidal days somehow find me but I’m not affraid anymore. I know it will pass. And when it does I start my life from the begining every time. I have so many “new beginings”, You have no idea…
So here’s a little hope for You. This will pass. You will be happy. You won’t look at Your wrists as they are Your way out. You won’t count how many pills would kill You. You won’t walk on bridges while asking Yourself “maybe today..? maybe now…?”. You will be free from demons inside You. Carry on.
But while You are suicidal, be safe from Yourself. Take long naps or cry under a blanket if You can’t fall asleep. Read books and if You can’t seem to concentrate, write books about Your sarrow. Play music and if You can’t listen to music. Call Your pet and cuddle with it, but if You don’t have a pet, maybe it’s time to get one. I always find it hard to find anything to do when I’m suicidal because it seems like I don’t want anything, so I just do whatever I feel safe doing. But this feeling will fade away. Carry on.
And if someone tells You, it’s nothing, don’t listen, okay? You are going though really hard times. You probably feel like the world is agianst You and at that moment there’s no cure for that feeling. You will have to learn to live with that suicidal voice inside You, but once You learn it, it will go away. Sadness is a very vain. It wants You to think about it every minute and if You allow that, it will never leave. But one day it will get bored of You and leave. You will be alright, my darling. Carry on.
Good luck. It’s a hard battle but we can win it.
P.s. Writing in this site sure does help me A LOT. So whoever came up with idea of this site, THANK YOU. You probably saved many lives. You sure did save mine. You are amazing.
3 comments
Thanks for that uplifting post, but some things do not get better. I’ve tried to hold on, but I’m very close to pulling the plug. If you’re not an unattractive, short, bald male with a small penis and have lower back problems no female will want her children to inherit your weak genetics. Should I give more examples of people that will not live a long life? If you are cursed from the moment of birth then you are cursed for life!
this is a very beautiful and touching post i agree with you 100% and i am just so glad to see someone encouraging everyone i can definitely say this site is a life saver for sure too ^^
@Giovanni
that is so not true, stop putting yourself down, i have been crippled and fat since i was young but i have found someone who loves me for who i am even though everyone else around me bullied me and never believed in me things do get better you just can’t give up because once you do you stop trying to make them better
When i say “this, too, shall pass…”
What i mean is: someday i will die, and none of this will matter anymore, because i will no longer exist to feel or experience anything.
Things do not get better for everyone. Some people are unable to be happy. “Learn to live with it,” while great and practical advice, with which i agree… is not always significantly effective. It is very often the only option, but almost as often, it is not sufficiently effective. Learning to live with it, doesn’t really solve or change anything, except that you might learn how to preserve a bare-minimum, possibly adequate level of functionality.
Giovanni is right. Females only ever say he isn’t, when they think the lie can be more beneficial than the truth it contradicts. Some of us have experienced that truth, and so the lie doesn’t really work on us anymore. I suppose i can appreciate the place of compassion and pity, from which it originates… but the problem is that the truth cannot be what we want and need it to be, and the lie isn’t good enough to disguise the truth well enough for it to be forgotten or disregarded.