That’s a good one. It doesn’t even make sense. Some suicidal people do it because they feel like a burden. Hell I’ve read where a child did it because his mother expressed she didn’t love him so he figured she’d be happier.
Suicide is the exact opposite of selfish, to cause yourself that much physical pain, to take away everything you have for others, its selfLESS
Pain is at the center of suicide. Selfishness is a whole other lifestyle matter that may or may not be present.
Here is an irony. Ok? The more I become able to get my own needs met the less I ponder suicide. It was lack of self value, self love, and self care that had driven me to the brink of suicide. You could say a lack of selfishness was my reason for so meticulously planning my departure. Some selfishness, but not too much, might be just what we need.
“…temporary…” ha! Most of my pain lasted temporarily for nearly 60 years. Yes, it is responding well to therapy now but without this therapist it would have been permanent.
Depends. Most people have problems themselves, big or small, that can make it hard to relate. I don´t see any friendly phrases as unhelpful. But i would say. hmm… Whenever someone says something, and you can tell by their voice that they are not genuin. That only makes it worse for me. Sometime silence is better and more helpful. Atleast that gives me a clear message that you don´t give a damn. The truth is always best for me.
“You aren’t the only one suffering”, a favorite of teachers and family of mine. Of course I’m not alone in my suffering, the whole bloody species is falling apart. How does that make it any easier for me?!
Maybe misery is supposed to love company, but all that held me together for a long time was that others had fulfilling lives. Not now though. Is it a waste when an entire species eliminates itself? We’re on track.
Agreed but it only makes us feel bad for the pain we do feel and therefore it only makes us feel worse about ourselves not really helping. Just because someone else has it worse doesn’t magically make what we feel disappear. If that were the case only one person in the world would have problems “please don’t be me please don’t be me” lmfao
honestly my beliefs are that we are all god.
you decide for yourself what happens. not anyone else. no one tells you to be nice or mean, its just something you do for whatever reason, typically based on the past or problems. you are in charge of yourself. you are your own god.
sorry about the “god spiel” lol but i thought id try helping to answer your question about why god lets children die, well sadly because thats not “gods” choice.
i think that sometimes too, being a god or something. but sometimes i also try and take comfort in the concept of a god being out there, someone who listens to me. i still find myself praying in my darkest moments, but i know im just whispering to the air.
really i agree though. the general “oh just believe in god and he’ll show you the path” umm yeah ill stick with the saying “wish in one hand and sh*t in the other, see what fills up first” i can wait for “god” to fix my life, or i can get up off my ass and decide what to do with it (be it life or death, just want to clarify i dont mean specifically living)
You hit the nail on the head here, gods joke. It’s bizarre how humans need to believe our lives are choreographed by a far away deity when the reality of it is our actions or lack thereof directly determine the course of our life. I’ve spent a lot of time in prayer over the years, but never once saw results until I got off my ass and acted in my own behalf.
I was always told I would find someone one day and ect. That what I’m feeling will be gone. I know for a fact my depression will live on till I leave this world and there’s no way of getting rid of it for good. Whether I do live a better life and have some good in it, I know my depression will lay dormant. It’s something I have to live with. I can understand how frustrating it can be told how things will come to an end, but if you ask me, I feel people day that kind of stuff to make the person feel better. Alot of people have lost the fight to depression. In the end, it’s up to that very person on what happens next. Wether it be to continue the fight and adapt to it or just be swallowed whole. Never to be seen again and live an enternal sleep.
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“It’s selfish.” I have known a few people whose most selfish act has been staying alive, only they don’t know this.
That’s a good one. It doesn’t even make sense. Some suicidal people do it because they feel like a burden. Hell I’ve read where a child did it because his mother expressed she didn’t love him so he figured she’d be happier.
Suicide is the exact opposite of selfish, to cause yourself that much physical pain, to take away everything you have for others, its selfLESS
The selfish label seems best applied to those who hurt others terribly in pursuit their own gratification.
Pain is at the center of suicide. Selfishness is a whole other lifestyle matter that may or may not be present.
Here is an irony. Ok? The more I become able to get my own needs met the less I ponder suicide. It was lack of self value, self love, and self care that had driven me to the brink of suicide. You could say a lack of selfishness was my reason for so meticulously planning my departure. Some selfishness, but not too much, might be just what we need.
“…temporary…” ha! Most of my pain lasted temporarily for nearly 60 years. Yes, it is responding well to therapy now but without this therapist it would have been permanent.
“…it will get better…” Yeah, that depends.
Depends. Most people have problems themselves, big or small, that can make it hard to relate. I don´t see any friendly phrases as unhelpful. But i would say. hmm… Whenever someone says something, and you can tell by their voice that they are not genuin. That only makes it worse for me. Sometime silence is better and more helpful. Atleast that gives me a clear message that you don´t give a damn. The truth is always best for me.
“There’s a light at the end of the tunnel”
kind of a spiteful one from the undepressed haha
😛
the irony behind this one is that when dying “i can see the light” XD
yeah, and on a bad day thats all thats wanted
“Sorry to hear you’re severely depressed and considering suicide…hey, you know what? Have you tried thinking happy thoughts?”
I FORGOT THAT ONE!!!
“just think happy thoughts” if i could dont you think i would??
I have tried that, in many versions, but until underlying issues started getting addressed I just wound up back where I started from.
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Lol these are a hoot. My faves are “help is available” or the rude version “get help”
Yeah picture someone saying that to you as you’re drowning in the ocean. Gee thanks :/
haha “go see a shrink” by an abusive uncle is a kneeslapper
“You aren’t the only one suffering”, a favorite of teachers and family of mine. Of course I’m not alone in my suffering, the whole bloody species is falling apart. How does that make it any easier for me?!
Maybe misery is supposed to love company, but all that held me together for a long time was that others had fulfilling lives. Not now though. Is it a waste when an entire species eliminates itself? We’re on track.
We have been on track for about 2000 years… so no worries
This reminds me of the famous “others have it worse”
But they do hahaha
there is always someone worse off 😛
Nomatter how shitty we have it
Agreed but it only makes us feel bad for the pain we do feel and therefore it only makes us feel worse about ourselves not really helping. Just because someone else has it worse doesn’t magically make what we feel disappear. If that were the case only one person in the world would have problems “please don’t be me please don’t be me” lmfao
“…others have it worse…” Like it is contest.
I like you Gods joke
“Everyone feels like that sometimes”
I tried telling myself that. That phrase, in order to be true when applied to trauma victims, would require trauma damage itself to be transitory.
spiels about god loving me or shit like that. why does god let children die?
honestly my beliefs are that we are all god.
you decide for yourself what happens. not anyone else. no one tells you to be nice or mean, its just something you do for whatever reason, typically based on the past or problems. you are in charge of yourself. you are your own god.
sorry about the “god spiel” lol but i thought id try helping to answer your question about why god lets children die, well sadly because thats not “gods” choice.
i think that sometimes too, being a god or something. but sometimes i also try and take comfort in the concept of a god being out there, someone who listens to me. i still find myself praying in my darkest moments, but i know im just whispering to the air.
really i agree though. the general “oh just believe in god and he’ll show you the path” umm yeah ill stick with the saying “wish in one hand and sh*t in the other, see what fills up first” i can wait for “god” to fix my life, or i can get up off my ass and decide what to do with it (be it life or death, just want to clarify i dont mean specifically living)
You hit the nail on the head here, gods joke. It’s bizarre how humans need to believe our lives are choreographed by a far away deity when the reality of it is our actions or lack thereof directly determine the course of our life. I’ve spent a lot of time in prayer over the years, but never once saw results until I got off my ass and acted in my own behalf.
I was always told I would find someone one day and ect. That what I’m feeling will be gone. I know for a fact my depression will live on till I leave this world and there’s no way of getting rid of it for good. Whether I do live a better life and have some good in it, I know my depression will lay dormant. It’s something I have to live with. I can understand how frustrating it can be told how things will come to an end, but if you ask me, I feel people day that kind of stuff to make the person feel better. Alot of people have lost the fight to depression. In the end, it’s up to that very person on what happens next. Wether it be to continue the fight and adapt to it or just be swallowed whole. Never to be seen again and live an enternal sleep.