I was in love with someone that couldn't return my love. Thinking that I had no other option, I slit my wrist. The blood wouldn't flow, it kept clotting, so I bought a bottle of aspirin thinking that enough aspirin would thin my blood enough to keep it from clotting. It didn't work, so I just decided to take more and more aspirin, trying to overdose on that. I got through about half the bottle and passed out in my car in a parking lot. Not really sure why but after a while I woke up and just drove home. I felt really sick and I couldn't hear anything but my heartbeat. I considered it a failed attempt, and by that time, the feeling of the need to die, was outweighed by the feeling of the need to live. Eventually I got over my emotional state, and accepted that I could never be with my friend in any other way but platonic. He and I are still very good friends even though he lives in Nebraska, and I live in California. I still think about suicide, but I don't really see a point to it any more.
2006-07-17 11:58:28
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answered by ? 5
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I have a lot of suicide stories for you, here is the thing. Most people screw it up. They don't know what they are doing. They think they can OD on some drug or take poison or shoot themselves in the head, chest or stomache and die. Well you can't. You are more likely to end up on life support or in a wheelchair than dead. You are more likely to suffer terrible pain and be revivied and loose the ability to even try to take you own life or live it fully than die. Unless you're a doctor you simply don't know how to die well. You can't learn it. It's just not that simple. People don't even know how to slit their wrists properly. Which BTW is not even considered a suicide attempt, it is a suicide gesture according to the medical community because you can tell by the nature of the thing people aren't serious.
Why play games? If you want help go get it. There are so many reasources out there. A simple medication could be all you need to turn this around or maybe just somebody to talk to.
If you are serious just remember, you die its all over. Nothing follows. You blink out of existance. If you think there is more to it than that better be absolutely sure first because in the unlikely even that you succeed you can never come back. What if you're are wrong about your life? What if there is something great around the corner? I know you don't think there is but you probably also think it can't get much worse so why not stick around and find out? What would make you want to keep living? Now go make that happen.
2006-07-17 16:06:43
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answered by tenaciousd 6
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Yep. Ended up in a hospital getting my stomach pumped which was worse than pain... felt like my insides were imploding. Then I got a little trip to a hospital ward where I couldn't have my shoelaces or even a bra. What fun.
After a day or two, I realized how utterly selfish I was being and felt ashamed once I was able to see that I was wallowing in self-pity.
I also realized how lucky I was that nothing went wrong - that I got to the hospital in time rather than being brain-damaged and living as a vegetable for the rest of my life.
Then, last year, my Dad committed suicide and changed my entire life forever. I tell you now that if you do it, all the innocent people around you will live with a crushing guilt for a long time. Even if they know that there was nothing they could do, their hearts will not let them accept that subconciously for a very long time. Consider if that's really what you want - to hurt people that don't deserve it so much that you change something fundamental and deep inside of them.
If you need help, please get some help.
2006-07-17 11:58:47
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answered by Snark 7
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I lost my girl when I went away to college to my "good" friend. I promptly flunked all my courses cause I was so distraught. My parents told me I was on my own if I quit college. I was alone in the world and thought " what do I have to live for?" So, I got some drugs and prepared to do it. As I sat at my desk at school I suddenly noticed my Bible on my desk. I had never unpacked it from my trunk and I was curious how it got there. I said"God, if you are real you better let me know now or I am outta here". And so I opened it and stuck my finger on a verse and read" though your mother and father forsake you, I will be with you always". I wish I could find it again but since that time I have found a beautiful wife of 17 yrs, four beautiful children, and a purpose in life that I would have missed if I had left. Stick it out man, its all worth it in the end.
2006-07-17 12:01:28
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answered by child_of_the_lion 3
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My best friend tried it and she died.
I hated myself for not seeing it before it happened. I have thought about it many times in the past...but I refuse to hurt those left behind.
On the other hand, it can make you feel stuck. You don't want to hurt and you don't want to hurt others.
I am sorry you are feeling constant sorrow. Is it due to a temporary setback?
Here are some options instead...contact a suicide hotline and talk to them....see if you can get in with some counseling, maybe see the same situation from someone else's vantage point...
Write. Write everything that's bugging you...get it out of your head and onto paper. When it's out, list some other possible solutions...ideal solutions, idealistic solutions...writing is very therapeutic.
Think of things you are grateful for...maybe a niece or a nephew...maybe the way seagulls swoop in to eat the dogfood you throw to them...list ten things that are right with life.
I hope you will choose to stick around and see how the story of your life continues.
Someone posted the Suicide hotline number, I hope you will call it.
Good luck!
2006-07-17 12:01:24
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answered by scruffycat 7
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For about a year. I started reading the Bible and wondered why I didn't see Christians like those in the New Testament like that today. Then I found some. I was baptized in the Holy Spirit and it took about 3-4 years to get over what was probably a chemical depression, because I had christian brothers and sisters praying over me almost every day.
I have a son now with the chemical depression. You need medication to help carry you through in most cases. But my son has shown the most improvement with medication, a really good counselor, and lots of christian brothers that are there for Him.
2006-07-17 11:56:46
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answered by Makemeaspark 7
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Yes, I thought about it several times, once when I was a teenager, and a couple of times when I was in my 20's. I was a very unhappy person, it seemed nothing I did went right...what a mess my life was!
My sister actually attempted suicide once, she didn't die, she went to a psychiatric hospital for awhile. That was about thirty years ago. She got married to a very nice man, they have been married twenty-five years, and she is happy and thankful she didn't miss out on her lovely daughter and the wonderful life God gave her.
I heard someone say once that suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I'm not meaning to make light of whatever is ruining your life...I know how miserable it can be when you are unhappy. What I will do is pray that God will put His loving hand on your shoulder, lead you to His son, Jesus Christ, and you can come to know the one who says "cast all your cares on me...for I care for you." God loves you and has a good plan for you. No matter what mess your life is in, He can give you beauty for ashes. You don't have to see a way out; God sees it. Trust Him, call to Him.
2006-07-17 11:59:18
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answered by christian_lady_2001 5
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It didn't work.A friend got suspicious of my mood,barged into my house and dragged me to the hospital,kicking and screaming.I had to stay all night,and had to agree to therapy before they would let me leave.Then I had to GO to therapy.Strangely,after a couple of weeks,I suddenly started feeling REALLY good.I wasn't on medicine for very long because it made me sick,but I felt fine and stopped therapy because I was getting on other's nerves by being so cheerful all the time.Now,I'm depressed again,but I won't do anything like that again.It was very shaming.It's really not worth it.Things do get better,and if it had worked,my beautiful baby wouldn't be here now,and my husband,oldest child and friends and family would have one less person they love and that loves them.Just try to find a bright side.It's there somewhere.I have mine,I just have to polish it up sometimes.
2006-07-17 12:00:25
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answered by kimberli 4
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About 5 years ago now I was obsessed with suicide. I thought about it all day and stole my moms xanax waiting for the courage to take them all and I even wrote a suicidal letter. Every day for 3 months I thought about it and I also would cry to God. I didn't know much about God then but I cried to God to give me the courage to do it, to have me die some way, or to just totally change my life. I would write letters and cry to God. Then I met a man in Arizona on the internet, fell in love and he talked me about God and told me I'd never be depressed again. I moved to AZ then I accepted Christ and became reborn and my husband and the pastor's wife prayed for me and laid hands on me, I got married and I've never been depressed since.
2006-07-17 11:56:00
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answered by Anonymous
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If you have, I beg of you to get help. A husband of a co-worker of mine commit suicide just last week. When you are in that state you feel like no one would care that you are gone and everyone will be better off -- but they won't. The effects would be so far-reaching you wouldn't believe it. If you have had seriously thoughts about suicide please find a professional that you can talk to about it and your feelings.
2006-07-17 11:53:09
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answered by Phoenix's Mommy 4
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