After having a great-aunt, uncle, grandmother and father who all killed themselves, no, I will never go that route. When I was growing up in a seriously abusive household, the thought certainly crossed my mind, but coming home from school one day and seeing my father's dead body after he killed himself cured me of ever wanting to do that. One thing his suicide taught me, along with my uncle's, is that I would never want to hurt another person they way they hurt me. I cope with problems by talking to others about them when I can, and also, my religious faith has helped me a great deal. And I stay busy, so busy that I don't sit around moping or dwelling on the negative. Also, I don't let anger or depression build up to the danger point, but try to find outlets for expressing it before it ever gets that far.
2007-06-08 17:45:08
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answered by solarius 7
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I was suicidal during my separation/divorce, because I lost contact with my then 1 1/2 year old baby boy. The pain of separation from my beloved child was too much for me to bear. I put a gun (.22 calibre pistol) to my head, then almost pulled the trigger. But then, all of a sudden, I decided that maybe I was supposed to write a departure note. I attempted to do so, but I couldn't collect my thoughts at the time, and besides, my hand was shaking too bad to write the suicide note. So then, I picked up the gun again, and attempted to pull the trigger. However, before I was able to do that, three thoughts occurred to me:
1. Are you sure you want to go though with it? It is permanant action, and cannot be undone.
2. If you do that, then ex- wife will win, and the boy and I will be the losers. This is because he won't have his father in his life anymore, and I won't have him. As for her, I supposed that the b*tch would be gloating and laughing about it. It was a very BITTER divorce. So then, if I do that, she wins! And I lose. So, no thanks! Not today!
3. If I do it, then the next thing I will be consciously aware of, is that I must answer to God for my action, and I don't think God will be very happy with my deed. Then I asked myself, "Am I ready to meet God on those terms?" My answer was "no". So, for all of these reasons, I chose not to do it. Now I am almost recovered from my misery. I still have some rebuilding to do, in order to get on with my life, yet I am so very happy that I didn't make such a lousy choice. Instead, I called my minister to seek counselling, which also helped me to survive, and to get over my pain, misery, and suffering. My church has been with me the entire time, and very supportive, financially and otherwise.
My brother, on the other hand, chose to attempt it. He put a gun under his chin, and pulled the trigger. It was loaded with .22 calibler birdshot. He survived, but he still has bad physical outcome for him, as a result of his sh*tty choice, to this day, and he regrets it a lot. He speeach is slurred. He has a police record. It wasn't very good for his teeth or his jaw, also.
2007-06-09 01:03:24
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answered by sopcwebservant 3
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Yes. What helped me cope was the realization that I had responsibilities to other people, not just to myself.
Friends can also help. Another thing to focus on is the small pleasures in life - whatever those might be for you (for me, a long cigar and a big glass of port while I sat outside watching the birds and squirrels was useful).
2007-06-09 00:46:06
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answered by Dave P 7
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Actually, I have been. What kept me from from doing it was my surviving child. Please don't tell me that you're feeling like that? My e-mail is open, Manhattan Girl, and I'd be more than happy to talk on the phone with you if you think it might help. I adore you!
Edit: I am so very relieved that you don't feel that way :) You're a gem, and I just realized that I hate the thought of you being in pain.
2007-06-09 00:46:14
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answered by I WALK FUNNY 4
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when i was 16 (i'm 28 now)
life sucks... was struggling with my sexuality (i only accepted my sexuality when i was 18), struggling with living with my parents, struggling with the changes in my life...
but i was too coward to face death... i struggled through 17
and when i turned 18, i was away from home (in college) and life started picking up, so many things to do, so many people to meet... it's stupid to die so young.
just get the concept right, dying wouldn't change a single thing... life goes on, ppl forget why u died.
so, the only way to make an impact on ur opinion, is to work towards getting the message across... live an even more 'colorful' life!
2007-06-09 00:49:53
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answered by Mel m 2
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Oh yeah... I was admitted twice when I was younger and was prescribed several meds. I know this is a short answer to a serious question but honestly, I quit the meds and thought about what I was doing with a clear conscience. I realized that I dont know whats going to happen to me in a week and where I might be. Everything about depression is in your head, and if you dont really want to get better, you wont. Its as easy as that.
2007-06-09 00:45:21
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answered by ZERO 4
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Once, my dad was dieing horribly of cancer, my wife left me(she later returned), and my best friend died in a drunken car wreck after dropping me off.
It was then I really began to understand what the apostle Paul was saying in Philippians 4:10-13. He was writing this from a cold, dark, damp jail cell when he said he " knows what it means to be in plenty, and i know what it means to be in want" This life is not about me and how comfortable I can be it is about God and serving Him so I can have eternal life in His prescence.
2007-06-09 00:53:03
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answered by walked365 2
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Yes off and on I have. The only thing that really made me cope was my faith in God. I knew that he gave me this life and it wasn't up to me to take it away. It was Gods and his alone. Of course the thought of my friends and family too, but mainly that, I knew that God would take me when he was through, and I am so glad I listened to him. You see I thought about, how much I was hurting but never stopped to think about the people around me. { Like who would take care of my kids, and kiss them goodnight. Who would talk to my mom each day. She couldn't have those mother daughter talks without me. } All of these things made me realize just how important my life was. Once I realized that. God started to do amazing things in my life. I'm now a girls youth ministry director, and am enjoying the life that was mine to have.
2007-06-09 01:00:00
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answered by Melissa V 2
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sort of right now. I just keep thinking about how hurt my family would be, and how (since I believe in reincarnation) I really wouldn't be getting anywhere.
I also tell myself that I can commit suicide at any time, and therefore, in the meantime, I'll wait and "enjoy" life as much as I can just to see if it gets better. I can always do it later. Why do it now when things still might get better?
EDIT:
How do you know?
2007-06-09 00:45:20
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answered by Heron By The Sea 7
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Kind of but it wasnt really serious.
when I really get in deep thought of it I just think about all the ppl that will miss me. so then I stop even considering it. I love my family and friends too much to be selfish like that
2007-06-09 00:51:04
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answered by Mayonaise 6
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