Hello out there in suicidal land. I have no hope for the future.
I’m tired of the pain of loneliness. For now, I’m chicken shit. I can’t do it, and I’m sure deep down inside I don’t want to do it. Yet, I keep fantasizing about hanging myself or charcoal combined with car exhaust seems to be the way to go. I need to end this pain. I’m 37. Maybe its time to go. Tell me what is the meaning of life again? See since I wrote that I know I don’t want to go. Suicide is attractive because the pain can end.
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Hiya,
Yeah I understand exactly how you feel; I’m the same age as you and I think it’s my time to go as well, I’ve given life my best shot but I am now to world weary to keep on fighting. And my reasons for wanting to die are also similar to yours; for most of the time I feel an intense loneliness, sadness and awful pain… and have a very real fear about what the future holds for me. Yet if I felt I had a viable option to keep me alive and give some meaning and quality to my life; I would take it, cuz deep down I do want to live. But the thing is at 37 I totally hate where I’m at in life, and I’ve made soo many bad decisions, and in just under 3 years I turn 40… so I just don’t wanna go into middle-age like this!!! So I think thats when suicide seems to be the only way out of our living hell… does that make any sense??? =(
Cya hun.
Loneliness is horrible, I hate feeling it myself so I completely empathize with you. Is there really no one you can talk to? No friends, family or significant other? If not I’m sorry, but I encourage you to continue talking with people on here, perhaps that will ease some of your pain.
Listen to the part of yourself that wants to live. You’re 37. Presuming you’re in reasonably good health you have at least another 35 years to live, and a lot can happen in that time. True, a lot of bad things could happen but something great could happen too. But for now, just try to ignore the suicidal thoughts. What do you enjoy? Latch on to that and think about how it gives you enjoyment. Even if it’s something as trivial as a favorite ice cream flavor, or the smell of freshly dried laundry, or the sound the wind through the trees, if it alleviates your suffering for a little bit then stop and appreciate it. When I get depressed, I find that the little things are the easiest to think about because they are simple and there’s almost no chance of being disappointed by it. I know it sounds silly, but whatever works.
Suicide is not the only way to end your pain. (Here comes the old hackneyed phrase) There is hope, albeit small. If you are truly alone, why not try talking to people who share your hobbies or joining groups related to what you like to do. You could even look for a suicide/depression support group and attend some meetings; the people there are likely to understand your pain and offer suggestions of how to deal with it. And they are highly unlikely to judge you. But if the idea of talking to people face to face sounds too daunting, there’s always the people here, like I said above. Some person will talk to you, will listen to you, will try to help you even a little. Later.
ahh the “thers someone for everyone” speech….gotta love it,
but what about the freaks that dont fit in with the people we want. or any one for that matter??
dying is end end. like game over. like, you wont feel better when its over. youll be dead.
you dont get to meet hot dead chicks and have kooky dead adventures.
Youll be DEAD. unfeeling, unconscious, mush. things dont get better when you die, they just stop.
like tearing a book in half. the ending is gone dude.
that sound like something you might be interested in?? fo rizzle??