I slam my head against the wall until I knock myself out.
When I wake up in the hospital, the morphine drip does the rest.
2006-11-13 05:20:45
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answered by Anonymous
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There have been moments in my-lifetime...moments where I felt so wounded for being misunderstood that I wished I was dead. But, as I cried ( tears are the body's way of cleansing itself) images of some lovely dear people that I have loved came to my consciousness. I would then take myself to a favorite place somewhere out in nature and I would let myself feel the life from the universe. The wind , the chill of the air, the sound of the ocean....other people passing by.... Slowly I would regain my frame of mind to move on through the storm I was in...I will tell you this::: there are times whenone can feel so depressed... it is best to talk to a professional because sometimes our biochemistry in our body is out of wack...and one can become very depressed. If you want to talk yourself down off the edge reach out to a professional. Find someone that you trust and you will laugh through your tears and realize the pain you're dealing with is all about transformation. Growing pains in a manner of speaking. The world needs you...your purpose for being here has not yet unfolded. Give yourself a hug from me. And I hope you receive the love you need to be strong and carry on. I'm sending you some right now...Be well special girl.
2006-11-13 21:47:34
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answered by Brains & Beauty 6
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I give up on myself all the time. just coz i don't jump off a bridge - i might as well when i live in that resignation place! Killin the body is no big deal! People do it all the time!
Pixie, I heard about this guy in Brittain
when we was a young boy he was recognised to be a child prodigy (not unlike you) ...very VERY smart and his goal in life was to be the next Albert Einstien. But at some point in school he got distracted and failed in his studies and was kicked out of school and this would have locked him out of going to the university which he needed to go to to realize his life goal!
He went down to the river and decided to kill himself.
Looking into the river he had two important realizations!
The first thing: he realized that he was not his mind. That there was a him and a mind and his mind was that of a stupid idiotic sucky 16 year old teenager! and that that his mind was somethng seperate from HIM.
His second realization was that his stupid idiotic teenage mind was ...about to... kill both > ITself AND HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In that moment he was free. He was not IT.
Pixie, you are not IT ...IT ...the mind ONLY wants to be right and take you with IT. IT does not care about love or joy and possibility or going back to school or healing or scrapbooks or nephews or friends or singing and dancing and theater - IT just wants to stay the same forever and prove ITself to ITself and go in circles and BE RIGHT!
2006-11-13 16:14:16
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answered by zigzagidiot 3
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A lot of things keep me going : My wonderful Husband and kids, My family, the future and what it holds, Goals I haven't reached yet.
I don't know you but you have to have a reason to live and want to live if you took the time to ask us here on yahoo what keeps us going. Everyone is special in their own way ,even though you may not think so.
2006-11-13 14:59:21
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answered by licelba 2
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Keeping my faith and knowing that things will get better no matter how bad a situation in life seems something good always comes around so I never give up on life because it's a challenge everyday and you have to take the bad days as well as the good days.
2006-11-13 13:23:34
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answered by Susie B 6
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I try to scrape up something good to think about, like how much worse some other people have it, or how if I wasn't around it would hurt the people who love me. Make a list if you have to. If all else fails I give in and cry until I either feel better or fall asleep. Tomorrow is another day.
2006-11-13 13:09:29
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answered by Anonymous
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Personally I have never been that close to the edge, but my kids are what keeps my going. My mom suffers from bipolar disorder and has thought about ending her life and her kids and grand kids are what keeps her from doing anything. I would say talking to family and/or friends that care helps
2006-11-13 13:07:10
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answered by hapymom03 3
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I look at my two beautiful little boys. I couldn't imagine my mother having to explain to them one day why I didn't love them enough to stick around. My baby boy lost his father a few weeks ago and he needs me more now than ever because I'm the only parent he has left. Since his father died, I realize now that life is precious and we can make it better for ourselves if we want to. At least that's what I tell myself when I get the blues. It's hard taking care of them by myself. I'm used to having him around to help me but now he's gone. But I know he would want me to be strong and take good care of our boys.
2006-11-13 13:21:24
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answered by lovelee1 6
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I just do something that I enjoy doing - like shutting down stupid questions from people on Y!A like the fonz, chachi, Joey, and the Saved by the bell clown......
2006-11-13 13:08:17
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answered by Anonymous
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Prayer is the key to unlock every door!
Pray and pray hard!
2006-11-13 13:05:29
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answered by TruDiva 3
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