Some really heart-breaking stories here.

I am gonna go off on a complete tangent now, suicide may be deemed as selfish but I have known some people who are not suicidal at all but lead such dangerous lives without a care in the world and living such a lifestyle can be seen as selfish to their closest too. I am not talking about hobbies and sports, more so their attitude, their behaviour around others, getting into trouble, fighting and winding up the wrong people the wrong way.


To you all!!


and too.

Heavenly said:

Aerogram said:

well said, Aero. and it doesn't help that public funding for treatment of this kind of illness has become less available in the USA so people who need treatment the MOST are least likely to obtain it

XxAxX said:

I agree with both of you guys. About six months ago, I went through what I thought was an emotional breakdown. I called the local hospital to talk about it, and they told me to come and check myself in. So I asked if it would cost a lot of money and they told me that it would. I never went because, on top of all my other problems, money is an issue. I actually think medication would help, I was on Prozac some years ago when I had insurance(I don't anymore). I didn't feel good or bad on the medication. I was just level. At least I was able to function better.

XxAxX said:

on a lighter note: forget cost have u seen the 464pages the state requires u to fill out???

This is my poem dedicate to suicide.


THE DARK


I know you’ve thought about it.

I know I have . . . The Dark.

The Dark that lasts forever.

The Dark that is never-ending.

The peace and tranquillity of non-existence.

The Dark that brings forgiveness.

The Dark that ends the pain.

I know you’ve thought about it.

I know I have.

There’s only one problem;

I’m
afraid
of
THE DARK.

Suicide is such a personal thing. I think that if people had the chance that James Stewart gets in "It's a Wonderful Life," then they wouldn't do it.

The problem is as an individual you never really see the impact that "You" have on another human being. Therefore you think your existance will not be missed, that you've not made any great contributions to the human race.

My cousin commited suicide at the age of 17-18. He tried for the whole day to talk to someone and no one. Not one person, had the time to talk to him. TO listen to what he had to say and the sad thing is no one every will. He didn't leave a note, just a few people who said he came to see me, but I was busy. If I had known, I would have taken the time to talk to him.

I beg all of you to take the time to LISTEN. It may be a stranger, it may be a friend. Take time to listen. It could save a life and in the end it might save your own.

PEACE DEXMSR - I feel your pain and I listened.

Geez... the whole question of suicide is one that just leaves us floored, isn’t it? Dex, I very much feel for you… I can only imagine the recurring loss you must suffer.

As a clinically depressive guy who fights very genuine suicidal ideations on a near-daily basis, I’d ask, though, that people consider that while suicide may be a self-centered action, it’s not necessarily “selfish.”

Of course, everyone has problems, but for some of us, necessary coping supports – family, friends, society’s structure, notions of a god even caring – simply are not there. For others of us, though those supports may be intact (as in my case), the internal hope, inspiration and psychological/spiritual vigor that would help us engage those resources waxes and wanes, is chronically lacking or has become wholly absent. That absolute fatigue is like being alone and burning up/dehydrated at high noon in the Sahara desert, knowing there’s a rich oasis over the next couple dunes, but having two broken legs, one broken arm, and holding a cool spray bottle with your good arm. What would most people do?

This is not to say I find a particular ease, convenience or nobility in suicide – despite the fact some cultures actually see the control of one’s own death as smart, even honorable. I’d guess most suicidal people, in fact, have very restraintive and altruistic standards which make the whole decision extremely trying. I attest the very thing that saved my life the night I stood in a cold, dark Cleveland alley with a loaded .357 mag (price tag NOT on the side) is the thought of my mother and wife’s faces exactly two seconds after the cops told them they’d have to come I.D. my body… or how my 2-year-old daughter would be asking, “Daddy?! Daddy?!” for nights to come. I dread the night those things may not be enough to make me stick around.

To boot, being the rope in a tug-of-war between anguish and guilt from likely causing others' anguish is nothing less than hell on earth. It’s that very multi-faceted torment some of us hope so desperately to escape.

…Dex, I know you don’t believe in God or the soul. (And forgive me for singling you out. I do it here because I care and want to make a public point.) I can say, then, that where your cousin is regarded, the forgiveness you ask about is your own. When you finally offer it to your cousin, only then can you begin to shake your own pain… and perhaps spare a person you love very much at least part of the anguish and guilt from this life that may follow him if -- just if -- there is a soul.
[This message was edited Thu Feb 27 20:13:42 PST 2003 by Lammastide]

my life has become such a tangled mess that i can see no way that it will ever change, there is no love in my home
and life just isn't worth the fight.
no-one can feel the pain that i feel and all i hear is
"GET A GRIP, WHY DON'T YOU GROW UP." and they're rite you know. they were the ones who brought me into this world,
to drop me in the middle of this shit without a net to fall on. so in response to how they feel, it would be better that i not be here to continually burden them
by being the spineless piece of shit they see me as.
so to that end i must do the thing that i fear most,
because there's nothing to fear but fear it self...

this could be the way they feel...

To take ones own life, they have really got to not like live, and the people around them.
i could never agree that suicide is the way to go,
i also can't feel a whole lot of empathy for the person
that chooses that OUT...
but then i am a bit callused.

stymie said:

hang in there

Tom said:

Thank you Tom.

Pound to Dex with love.

Suicide is always tragic, especially with the young and I'm floored at how many peeps in here have made an attempt. It was only last weekend that I sat with a dear anguished friend.

Suicide only makes sense to me in later years and I predict that by 2015 when the world is close to 76 million aged 65 and older, suicide, at least for this demographic will become widely accpeted. Elderly suicide already has huge statistics, but is rarely talked about. Depression goes hand in hand with old age. Add Poverty, aids debilitating diseases, decreased health care, unemployment, loneliness, family dependency and burden, hopelessness and overall depression will create a huge EXIT portal. I have a few friends entering this age group and some of them living from one paycheck to the next. I hear their frustration, I see the signals - but what can one do other than to listen and attempt to offer whatever kind of support one can. I understand completely and in fact, if ever I find myself in that position, at that age - I won't think twice about it.

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[This message was edited Fri Feb 28 10:20:56 PST 2003 by ScarLett]