We live in a world where someone who wanted to live but had an accident can be unplugged, but someone who wanted to die is saved and has to keep facing a life they don't like, this time with a huge scar their parents's disappointment and sadness and a huge medical bill... I hope at least the psychiatrist will be good and the 17yo will be able to find jjoy in their life again.
The vast majority of survivors of suicide attempts are extremely grateful to be alive. Suicide attempts are commonly caused by a disease that makes you miserable and lies to your brain until it believes that the misery is normal. It would be like if having the chicken pox made you believe peeling your skin off was the only way to not itch that badly forever. When the disease of depression is treated, or when the moment of the worst of it has passed, people who attempt suicide WANT to live. Even with scars, and the "dissapointed" looks (not usually true, btw- most people in the suicidal person's life are just as happy they survived as they are and now understand the severity of a problem with their loved one that until then they may not have thought to try and help with).
So please. Don't perpetuate the myth that people who attempt suicide are better off if they succeed. It's best if they get help before it comes to that, but if they can't, surviving the attempt can change everything.
I've been there too and I said I hope they'll be happy again. But at the moment, their life sucks hard and I still think that much like euthanasia suicidal people should have the right to decide of their death because sometimes it's the only thing left.
I've had a lengthy conversation about it with my mom a few years ago and we agreed that trying to help and make life good for them is basic necessity and someone should do something but sadly when that someone isn't there a stranger shouldn't take over completely in the name of life. I'm delivering my/our opinion, and not perpetruating a myth, because I too know what it is. I know that pit, that nothingness, the fact of being afraid and useless and hurt and then not feeling a damn thing for months, not even pain or fear, just vague nausea, and questioning everything and experimenting with pain and then emotions flowing back, sad ones, and doubting [c
ontinued] everything and everyone. Knowing the fact that you have no future beause you're nothing. And then discovering life, smiling again, you think I don't remember my first smile after all these years? Laughing, singing, walking outside or using a knife without feeling that power/arousal taking over you and urging you to jump or put that steel in your skin, having a friend and being so fucking surprised that someone could actually like you, and then having a future that you never counted on because you really didn't think you would have been out of the dark one day, and messing up with it at first because heck you don't even know how to plan tomorrow and hope, and then feeling the sun on your skin and freedom in your heart and knowing, just knowing that whatever happens you'll be ok. You'll have fits of fright and tears in the middle of the night but it'll just be a nightmare.
Ps : yes I made a typo in my first post. More than that, even, I misspelled "jjoy" too.
No, please no. Most people don't commit suicide because their life sucks; they commit suicide because they believe that things that suck now will suck forever, and there's no hope. I'm glad you recovered partially, but you're still perpetuating the myth because you clearly still believe it.
Please don't believe it. Seek more than conversations about it if that's not helping. You are worth it, and worth other people fighting for your life when you can't fight because you have lost hope. Others will hope for you until you can.
(And people who are in accidents have people who fight for them, too- they aren't unplugging people for any was in other than there really isn't hope anymore, and that's awful but unrelated to those who, by accident or suicide attempt, CAN be saved.)
I don't need help anymore, I'm out of it because my life that sucked stopped sucking, ergo the part about the future and the sun, and I don't want nor need anyone to fight for me, thanks. Still having an opinion that differs from yours though but I guess that's life :) (sounds awfully ironic but I don't mean it like this) someone's truth in another's myth and vice versa.
I told this about accidents to point out the irony. These days there has been debates where I live and they have/will unplug a fourteen yo girl who was in a coma against her parents' will, and same for a guy in his thirties (but in this case it's different because according to his wife he didn't want to be maintained alive at all costs and told her to "let go").
Anyways I wanted to apologize if I hurt your feelings because I obviously don't think that people aren't worth saving or anything like that. & that's sweet to see you think I'm worth it too! I could be the next Hitler and you wouldn't know it but still.
I was suicidal recently (well for a long time, but most extreme recently), but finally went back on my anti-Ds too and it has helped a lot. I didn't think my life sucked...I thought life in general was sad (news is depressing etc.) and I was just SO TIRED of doing things, like getting out of bed, interacting, being, I just wanted it to be over.
So please. Don't perpetuate the myth that people who attempt suicide are better off if they succeed. It's best if they get help before it comes to that, but if they can't, surviving the attempt can change everything.
I've had a lengthy conversation about it with my mom a few years ago and we agreed that trying to help and make life good for them is basic necessity and someone should do something but sadly when that someone isn't there a stranger shouldn't take over completely in the name of life. I'm delivering my/our opinion, and not perpetruating a myth, because I too know what it is. I know that pit, that nothingness, the fact of being afraid and useless and hurt and then not feeling a damn thing for months, not even pain or fear, just vague nausea, and questioning everything and experimenting with pain and then emotions flowing back, sad ones, and doubting [c
Ps : yes I made a typo in my first post. More than that, even, I misspelled "jjoy" too.
Please don't believe it. Seek more than conversations about it if that's not helping. You are worth it, and worth other people fighting for your life when you can't fight because you have lost hope. Others will hope for you until you can.
I told this about accidents to point out the irony. These days there has been debates where I live and they have/will unplug a fourteen yo girl who was in a coma against her parents' will, and same for a guy in his thirties (but in this case it's different because according to his wife he didn't want to be maintained alive at all costs and told her to "let go").
Anyways I wanted to apologize if I hurt your feelings because I obviously don't think that people aren't worth saving or anything like that. & that's sweet to see you think I'm worth it too! I could be the next Hitler and you wouldn't know it but still.