Sorry, I had a brother who accidentally overdosed and pass away. Thats what we say for him. I just dont like seeing people willingly give up all they have because they dont think lifes worth it. A lost life has an immence impact on peoples lifes even if they dont think it will. Theres not a day that goes by that I dont think of him and get upset. Life is precious.
No, what's selfish is someone hurting you so much you believe suicide is the only answer, making you think no one loves you, no one cares about you. You're a beautiful person. Remember that.
These are the kinds if comments I post. Helping others. Because I know what you're going through. It's hard. But you must surpass the rough to find the beauty in life. You'll make it. You find things in life worth living for.
I understand your point. But once someone is in that position for an actual reason then it becomes hard. You start thinking the only thing they'll miss is who you were not who you became. It's funny, people test others limits, push them away when they are just trying to help and then the people who were tested and tried to help land up in this "Do they even care?" Situation. I get ignored on a daily basis yet I help troubled teens, I'm one myself! I know that "do they even care?" Feeling and even if they show they do is it because they just want you to stop being sad for THEIR benifit or for yours...
That's what makes you strong. You see what's wrong. You see the horrors in life. That makes you want to do something right? We are not like the daleks or cybermen. We are more. That's why we are stronger than daleks and cybermen. They do not feel. They show no compassion. We do. We stop the horrors and make each other stronger.
Sorry about going all whovian here, but it makes sense.
if you get tired of living for you, try living for one of the millions of people who didn't get the choice you do and wanted to live but died. Or try living for the people who would die inside if you killed yourself. Throwing away your life is such a sad waste of a soul and person and a heart.
My cousin didn't commit suicide (he drowned) but nonetheless, his entire school and hundreds of other people were at his funeral and we were all bawling our eyes out. Somebody cares. Everybody cares.
the worst part is that we wouldn't know if it happened. they would just stop commenting and we would notice that they hadn't said anything for a while...
Sitting in my Spanish class and I in the corner of the room with my head down so the underclassmen (I'm a senior never taken Spanish) don't see me cry hahahahah...*continues to sob quietly*
Aint nothing funny bout this i am a moma who lost her daugther to suicide 3 years ago the 12 th of december its a pain that nevers goes away the hurt has no ends i might as well have died myself
Fuck this post.
Fuck this stigma towards suicide.
Talk about selfishness of suicide but notice that every argument given is about those who are left behind - aside from the assumption the individual has friends/family who would miss them, what does it mean that you think a person should continue to suffer unbearable pain just so other people in their lives can carry on without any pain. Where are all these friends and family members when this person is suicidal, a person doesn't reach that point without something seriously wrong in their lives or without battling depression, so what are they going to do to keep this person with them?
Suicide is rarely a logical choice but one made out of desperation or from a mind that is sick so can't think rationally. To expect a suicidal person to not only deal with all their own problems but also expect them to take on their friends/families pain, to guilt a suicidal person into tolerating and staying silent about their pain, it's sick.
My fiancee committed suicide, and yes, I hugely regret not having taken him seriously. But think about this before you start talking again the way you Just did. The guilt and grief i live with has destroyed me. And will haunt me the rest of my days. So go easy.. please. I'm hurting enough. And to read your post only makes it hurt more
This post made me feel even worse when I was already considering suicide two years ago, and to this day seeing it still brings my mood down. You say all this nice shit about people who love you but what about the depressed who have no father, no siblings, no friends only bullies, no love now or in the past, and an abusive mother? This post could have killed me because it made me realize how truly alone I am, and I think that's sadder than knowing the world can continue on without me.
I have one thing to say that most people never think about, or realize what they're doing. Because my fiances death was by suicide not one person gave me any kind of condolences. Not even my own family. People said things like "at least you found out how unstable he was before the wedding" or the worst one is "he must not have loved you to have commited suicide" (yeah, that's real helpful) so if you know someone who has lost someone they love to suicide plz give them condolences, let them know you care because they're hurting. .. tremendously
Sorry about going all whovian here, but it makes sense.
UM apparently ~she's~ pretty cool
Fuck this stigma towards suicide.
Talk about selfishness of suicide but notice that every argument given is about those who are left behind - aside from the assumption the individual has friends/family who would miss them, what does it mean that you think a person should continue to suffer unbearable pain just so other people in their lives can carry on without any pain. Where are all these friends and family members when this person is suicidal, a person doesn't reach that point without something seriously wrong in their lives or without battling depression, so what are they going to do to keep this person with them?
Suicide is rarely a logical choice but one made out of desperation or from a mind that is sick so can't think rationally. To expect a suicidal person to not only deal with all their own problems but also expect them to take on their friends/families pain, to guilt a suicidal person into tolerating and staying silent about their pain, it's sick.