Why does no one go into a dangerous situation like climbing mt everest or one of those, just bring everything you’d need as far as food and water to get you as far as you could go and just start walking? Eventually you might reach the area of lower atmosphere whete you are happy and cant think straight, this would certainly be where you die, if you hadnt given up before then. What am i not seeing? Isnt this a viable suicidal venture? Please suggest and respond
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I think of suicide as an illness all by itself. I’ve read some wikipedia articles about medicine and I’ve learned of a medical term called co morbidity. It’s the fact of one illness coexisting with another. I say this because almost everyone that talks about suicidal thoughts has depression. Any illnesses hinders our performance, so imagine such a huge handicap someone in this condition would have. However, I think some people have suicided after reaching a big achievement. Have you heard about those monks in Asia that self immolated as a form of protest? These monks faced dangerous situations such as tanks, armed men and politicians that had already massacred many of their peers and after having survived such a threat, they committed suicide. I keep talking about them but actually it could’ve actually just be one man, haha. I leave it to you to google about it if you want to. I know I will after I click “POST COMMENT” lol.
Hi Gabo, that is an interesting idea, I think I may have heard before but dont really think of it that way. Suicide is in a way like a symptom that you see come out of something else most of the time, like depression, certain medication, an illness like schizophrenia or bipolar or any number of others. This could be just a symptom, like a strong fever when you have the flu. When you notice it, your best bet is you treat the symptom to make it go away, you dont indulge it. I think it is a good idea but one I still struggle with on and off because suicide seems so much like it comes from your own mind and its the only choice and i believe it sometimes. It can be a tricky lure but this is the way to stop it even though I wont want to treat it
When I was really depressed last year, but too chicken to take my own life, I decided to do something dangerous. I decided to climb an active volcano to the summit.
I had never climbed a mountain before, let a lone a volcano. But I like nature and I like walking. As a child I would always walk in the woods.
But this time I decided that I would either make it to the top and it would become a great story, or I would die along the way and everything would be over.
So I set out climbing the volcano. It was kind of relaxing while I was walking in the forest. Kind of therapuetic. When I got halfway up the strees and vegetation were almost completely gone except for the moss around the volcanic vents where hot steam was pouring out. I thought maybe if I inhaled the gases they’d kill me, but it was just steam, so nothing happened.
It was a cloudy day and a littlw windy and cold. I stopped on a hill and could see the summit in the distance. It was a short walk down the hill and then a push to the summit. I stopped on the first hill for a while and ate some chocolate filled bread. It was decent, but not really tasty.
I walked down the hill and up the 2nd one. There was a sign on the ground warning people not to continue because it was too dangerous, due to falling rocks, loose footing, and volcanic activity. I decided I was going to go.
So up I went with no clear path and no experience. About halfway up the sky got really dark. Storm clouds had suddenly rolled in.
The wind was incredible. I could barely stand upright. It started raining heavily, so much so that I could barely see in front of me. My feet were slipping on the rocks and my fingers couldn’t grab hold strong enough to lift me up at many places.
The drop down was almost perpendicular. To my left side, and below me, steam was billowing out from the vents.
I really thought I was going to die. Lightning could have hit me at any moment. One wrong step and I would have fallen down into the rocky ravine.
And at that time I thought two things:
1.) I set a goal to reach the top and by golly I’m going to do it. I can do it!
2.) There is no way that my last meal is going to be some crappy chocolate filled bread snack. Surely there is better food I haven’t eaten yet.
So I pushed and pushed and even started crying because of how strong the wind and rain was.
Finally, I made it to the top. The clouds were so thick, but I was above the rain.
Then I went down the other side. It was the middle of summer (July), but there was still snow there.
I went down the other side…only to find there were no buildings or buses, just an empty parking lot. I walked along the road for almost an hour, and finally, by a stroke of luck, I found a random taxi, which took me to the bus stop about 30 minutes away by car.
So I had the strength to survive and pull through because I set a goal for myself and I thought about all the delicious food I want to still eat.
So, yes, it could be a viable suicide option, but you might lose the will to commit suicide when you see an achieveable, albiet harrowing, goal towering ahead of you. You know you CAN reach it…if you try.
Amistucknow, thank you so much for your reply. I can relate completely to your feelings and story, thank you for telling it. It makes me think the message of it could be you could move in one direction expecting to die, but you take a chance and live through it instead which you didnt plan for. Also, that you do find some will to live along the way (the peace of walking up the mountain, realizing theres other food you still want to try. Haha that chocolate bread made me laugh for a moment!) Thank you. And keep that will to life.
I can totally relate. I have done many self-destructive and dangerous things, knowing there’s a chance I could die. Hoping. But…it never worked out the way I expected it to. I just keep living through it. So finally I figured I better quit focus on the danger of climbing and learn to make the most of the view at the top of the mountain per se.