After spending time just harming my body, I finally stopped to think, to listen to myself, remember my past, and when I found what hurts I realized why I feel certain ways, what I was missing to keep moving. After being stuck in a self destructive cycle for so long, getting better takes time and patience, and knowing that you'll have terrible days and will have to sort of "start again" many times, eventually life gets easier. I admit there are things that are hard to change; I still bully myself every single day, but that doesn't mean I don't love myself. The important is, taking care of yourself. It's a process. I was the most negative person I knew, I forced myself to see the good side of things, and now that's something that helps me in everything basically, every "bad" thing brings something good, I just have to find it (I always find it).
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Yes, especially in 2021. I didn't think about it, I actually attempted it three times including twice just after Thanksgiving.
I've done my best to distract myself with things like this site and didn't focus on my family because it was hard to get out of the mindset that they would be better off without me. By giving my mind other tasks, it couldn't focus in the negative thoughts.
It's incredibly hard, but if you can do that while seeking help, it might help you find a way back out.
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Thought about doing it a lot as a teenager. Few times as a adult especially when my postpartum depression got extremely bad. Got through it cause I knew that I had more to live for. Have kids I need to raise. Killing myself really isn't a choice when I have others that are depending on me.
Yes. I've experienced it when I was in 9th grade. And it's all because of stress that I didn't realise I was slowly getting depressed. Before that happened to me I used to read the Bible everyday and spend time talking with Jesus. But then, school activities, projects, quiz bee, shooting (group project in which we need to act and I'm the main character and also the director and editor) and when those days came, I stopped talking to Jesus. I always cry, and I always think that nobody cares for me, that they only come to me when they need something from me because I'm good at this or that. I feel like I don't have any real friends. Then one day one of my older teen brother in church gave me a gift (a notebook) and I decided to make it my journal notebook. And in that journal notebook, everytime I'm sad or happy or angry, I wrote everything I feel in there. And insted of writing "Dear diary," I write "Dear Jesus." One time also our family had a Bible Study meeting in which I had the oppirtunity to tell my mom and aunt about my experiences in school, and they told me that I need to start having a devotion again and to start prayibg because I don't do it anymore. So during the hard times, I write everything on my journal and thinking that I was talking to Jesus. I had a breakdown also in school on our free time (meaning no works, no teacher, and we can do whatever we want) I just sleep because I'm super tired of working all our school works, but I can't sleep. And I didn't realise that I was crying really hard. Then I remember what God said that if anyone of you feels burdened and heavy laiden (?) Iome to me and I will give you rest. (I forgot the verse, but that's what Jesus said) While crying, I remembered this and told him that I can't do it anymore. I need his help. I told him I'm sorry because I thought about wanting to kill myself. I need him in my life. I need him to guide me. I want rest. After letting it all out to him silently because I'm just sitting on my chair, heads down' while all of my classmates has their own world, I felt at peace. I felt his presence. I feel like all the things inside my head that made me stressed out just... gone. After that experience I started having a time with Jesus again. I started to trust him with everything because I know that whatever his plan for me is is muh greater than my own plan for my life. And I am thankful that I experienced that. Because of that, I was also able to protect my younger sister. I was able to guide her and tell her what she should do when she experienced thoses times also. So, this is my experience. And this is what I did. Thank you God.
I've struggled with mental health issues my entire life. I'm currently a senior in high school. I attempted suicide three times in middle school and have been suicidal for most of my life. Things got better after I started therapy and learned how to effectively control my thought patterns. I'm still not happy to be alive, but I'm happy I'm not dead. For now, that's enough.
I thought that life's pointless and didn't want to live anymore. Wished I never was born... Tho never thought about killing myself. I live well and have a lovely and supportive family, but I just wasn't happy within myself. I'd just feel a hollow inside myself. The feeling would just grow more and more gradually... I just gave of everything and prayed so. Prayed that God would take me cuz I didn't want to live anymore and apologized for such a request at the same time.. I was so desperate. He instead of that gave me my hope and happiness back. 😊â€ïž
I am 71... maybe older, I forget. anyway, Yes suicide is very attractive at times... but I always toughed it out and things changed... sometime better, sometimes just different... but whatever, I am glad I stuck around... well 95% Glad... some things SUCK... but... that's life take the bad with the good... I need a Hug
Yes, a few times. Iâve been told itâs normal to have those thoughts, especially in rough patches, your mind just checking through problem solving options. Really best to keep contact with a professional until youâve worked your way through it. They bring clarity.
Yes, when I was in my early 20s. I "overcame" it by stop caring about everything and giving up all my hopes and dreams (being tall, having a woman love me, rising a family, ever being happy, etc). Now I've upgraded" to apathy, which is like suicide, but without the effort. I don't care if I die because I have nothing to live for. But I'm not exactly going to make the effort, you know?
You have never faced the same shit that I have. Not unless you spent a year and a half dodging land mines, mortar fire, and small arms fire while trying to rescue a Marine that has been injured. A wise old officer once told me, "why would you want to do what the Vietcong couldn't?"
Iâve had plenty of times I wanted to die, but never wanted to be the cause. Iâm a Christian, and believe suicide is basically a one way ticket to Hell.
Sure I did then I realize the financial burden of a funeral on my family and just pour myself a drink instead
Yes, twice. I actually attempted but failed. I don't know if I really gotten over it yet.
Yes. I think everyone at some point did. It's just a phase of emotions that shouldn't be taken seriously when times are rough.
I've thought about it before but never considered it an option because of my religious beliefs.
More than a few times.
i just pulled through. Time helps. âThis too shall passâI thought about how it would affect my kids.
In 2011 I attempted suicide by poisoning myself.
yeah many times from 15 years age to now
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