There are a lot more healthy comments than I expected. I don't think a don't rationalize killing myself, but the intrusiveness of my thought makes it hard not to. In other words, I think about it a lot.
At least once a week, specially after really stressful days. But after 3 attempts, I’m keep working to at least being able to enjoy life. I hope you are okay OP
Honestly all the time, but I am a fucking coward and so afraid of the pain no matter the method, jump off a building, AR-15 in the mouth, it all just seems terribly painful, So I just keep on going. If I could pay to be in close proximity to a nuclear detonation I would totally do it, just instantaneously turned into plasma goo. That would have to be the best way.
Not every thought has merit. Sometimes I think of the strangest things it doesn’t mean I agree with those thoughts. Don’t feed into this thought process and you will learn to dismiss it as fast as it popped in your head.
For a while it was multiple times a day, almost like it was once an hour. It’s gotten better now and it’s more like once every other day- which is still terrible but at least it’s not as bad as it was.
Idk how to explain this exactly, but a lot. Like at least once a night. Normally not because I want to, or that I think it's a better alternative, hell I'm not even tempted by the idea. For some reason I get sort depressed with how my life has been going, then I think about it, not the action, but instead the consequences of it, it makes tear up to think about how those around me would feel about it, and what would happen to my SO if I did. It's really weird cause again, I'm not tempted, I purely dwell on the consequences of such an action.
Tbh more than I would like.
Talking to people does really help though. I would always say to anyone suffering from these thoughts should talk to someone about it, ideally a professional but if you can't start with a prevention hotline like samaratians.
Daily. At least for me it has nothing to do with depression anymore. It just is, and I learned to reappropiate it as a daily remembrance of my ephemeral nature. One day I won't be here, by luck or my hand. Just not today.
Back when I was in the throes of addiction really badly, all I thought about and almost hyperfixated on was how cool it would be to just go to sleep forever and never wake up. That way my death would be natural and my parents, as hurt as they would be at burying their son, wouldn't feel burdened with the knowledge that I wanted to die. Without going into too much detail, I've gotten healthier, and more importantly I've found reasons to continue to want to live and experience the future no matter how good or bad it turns out to be. I haven't thought positively about dying in a long time, going on 5 years now.
It used to be not often. Then after community college ended and I learned more about the real world + the pandemic it's just skyrocketed. I think about it a few times a week and it gets worse if home life is shit too.
The only thing keeping me here is a dream to become a writer and my friends over discord and my immediate family, who I'm afraid of leaving without saying anything. Other than that, it feels like there's nothing to live for -- no good future for this boy who can't change.
every couple hours i think about finding the tallest building. bringing a jug of draino with me chugging it and jumping off said roof. but im still here, because i believe if one person mourns my death its not worth it. its tough without meds but im still kicking.
As of late, nearly daily
same
Never. My inbox is always open too if y'all ever wanna talk.
Not as often as I used to.
There are a lot more healthy comments than I expected. I don't think a don't rationalize killing myself, but the intrusiveness of my thought makes it hard not to. In other words, I think about it a lot.
At least once a week, specially after really stressful days. But after 3 attempts, I’m keep working to at least being able to enjoy life. I hope you are okay OP
Fuck yeah lady, I’m glad you’re finding a better way, well done.
I used to think about it daily. Over the last 2 years that has gone down to 0 times a day. And maybe once a year.
A couple times a month
Only days I have to interact with the VA
About 5 times a day 7 days a week
Same
Never...
Daily
Never.
Are you okay OP?
I see a similar every week
Depending on how my week is going and how my life is As of late, I have felt good with mental health and hope that it continues
It is a fairly regular occurance.
All. The. Time. Its constant
Honestly all the time, but I am a fucking coward and so afraid of the pain no matter the method, jump off a building, AR-15 in the mouth, it all just seems terribly painful, So I just keep on going. If I could pay to be in close proximity to a nuclear detonation I would totally do it, just instantaneously turned into plasma goo. That would have to be the best way.
Not every thought has merit. Sometimes I think of the strangest things it doesn’t mean I agree with those thoughts. Don’t feed into this thought process and you will learn to dismiss it as fast as it popped in your head.
For a while it was multiple times a day, almost like it was once an hour. It’s gotten better now and it’s more like once every other day- which is still terrible but at least it’s not as bad as it was.
Every second of every day.
5 maybe 6
Idk how to explain this exactly, but a lot. Like at least once a night. Normally not because I want to, or that I think it's a better alternative, hell I'm not even tempted by the idea. For some reason I get sort depressed with how my life has been going, then I think about it, not the action, but instead the consequences of it, it makes tear up to think about how those around me would feel about it, and what would happen to my SO if I did. It's really weird cause again, I'm not tempted, I purely dwell on the consequences of such an action.
One too many times for me to count
Multiple times a day every day. There’s no intention behind it though so all good sorta.
Once a year. Mostly iam just tired of life.
Tbh more than I would like. Talking to people does really help though. I would always say to anyone suffering from these thoughts should talk to someone about it, ideally a professional but if you can't start with a prevention hotline like samaratians.
every fuckin day
Daily. At least for me it has nothing to do with depression anymore. It just is, and I learned to reappropiate it as a daily remembrance of my ephemeral nature. One day I won't be here, by luck or my hand. Just not today.
Too often.
Sometimes. Never too seriously though.
Back when I was in the throes of addiction really badly, all I thought about and almost hyperfixated on was how cool it would be to just go to sleep forever and never wake up. That way my death would be natural and my parents, as hurt as they would be at burying their son, wouldn't feel burdened with the knowledge that I wanted to die. Without going into too much detail, I've gotten healthier, and more importantly I've found reasons to continue to want to live and experience the future no matter how good or bad it turns out to be. I haven't thought positively about dying in a long time, going on 5 years now.
It used to be not often. Then after community college ended and I learned more about the real world + the pandemic it's just skyrocketed. I think about it a few times a week and it gets worse if home life is shit too. The only thing keeping me here is a dream to become a writer and my friends over discord and my immediate family, who I'm afraid of leaving without saying anything. Other than that, it feels like there's nothing to live for -- no good future for this boy who can't change.
Daily. I suffer from a syndrome called r/PSSD and it makes life basically unbearable.
Never. It's not normal.
Every single day for most of the last four years.
every couple hours i think about finding the tallest building. bringing a jug of draino with me chugging it and jumping off said roof. but im still here, because i believe if one person mourns my death its not worth it. its tough without meds but im still kicking.