Showing posts with label suicide. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suicide. Show all posts

Sunday, 5 September 2010

The most famous song mentioning suicide

Suicide is Painless (M.A.S.H Theme)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4gO7uemm6Yo

I'd hoped that Shenidamn had something to say about this song. Is it positive, negative or objective. Does it feel right?

It was a theme to one of the most popular war comedies of all time.

I'd be really interested to know what the 1 in 6 who have experience of thinking about suicidie at some point in their life thought of this song



Monday, 2 August 2010

A quote about suicide from Moby Dick

Again picked from

"
Flattered by the attention, Shneidman nonetheless stayed devoted to suicide and the works of Herman Melville. The two, he argued, are more compatible than you may think. Moby Dick is all about suicide, he often announced, as he read its first paragraph:

"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul . . . I account it high time to get to the sea as soon as possible. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. . . . "
"

A quote about suicide from someone who spent 40 years researching it yet never attempted it

Picked from

"No one has to die," he was fond of saying. "It is the one thing that will be done for you."
Edwin Shneidman

Am I reading about myself?

There's lot of bits in this book on suicidology and the case study of Arthur that feel like they're written about me.

Autopsy of a suicidal mind By Edwin S. Shneidman

P17 is where it gets quite striking and where life story beats "20% of men commit suicide because they haven't sought help." I can't cut and paste from Google Books so you're just going to have to click through.

Sunday, 1 August 2010

So I rang services on Saturday morning

It was something of a mistake. It was alcohol depression that made me desperate and I stupidly revealed myself as suicidal, self-harming and paranoid (or not).

The saddest thing is that I can't kill myself.

I've been reading some things this evening by Schneidman to try and help me.

He says that there are two questions to ask people who are suicidal (from this blog).

  • Where do you hurt?
  • How may I help you?
I don't know the answer to the first question. I just want consciousness to end. It's not about the fight for the greater good or whatever bullshit I use to justify my existence. It's not about my broken heart. It's not even about contemplating losing that which I really love: skunk. Or the feeling that I have no friends. Really. I'm so used to those. Betrayal is the hardest thing but I suspect that I deserve it for having done it to someone else.

"All I do is suffer"

It's the text from someone else's suicide note (from the book linked to below). It resonates with me though it's not truly how I feel. I have thought those words before and recovered.

"I beg you to celebrate for me that I can be free of pain." is a plea for understanding and forgiveness I hope the reader remembers when my time comes. "don't feel you've failed" is the absolution I'd offer.

The second one question about what help I want is much easier to answer though. Kill me, please. I can't do it myself or it's going to take a lot more effort to do which I just don't have. My pathetic half-arsed attempts just make me look more the pathetic loser.

I think there might be some people who would like me to die because in my bad phases, when I get socially destructive and self-destructive, I turn into a monster (or reveal my true being).

There's a part of me that sees what I did as a self-death anyway. I've opened myself up for forced medication and not the fun drugs like antidepressants. I would guess that antipsychotics are on the cards if I'm not careful but I really don't care anymore. I'm so useless because of what or who I am and how I behave. Those along with my "self", psyche and personality could all be changed. I could no longer be and the "dead man walking" (as I felt like when I was on medication) can return. That thing at least was useful for work. The deranged, demented psycho isn't.

I've slept all day yesterday after that or as much as I could, and last night and a lot of today too. In the last few hours I've eaten something and I've started using my mum's laptop to read up on Shneidman's works to see if he can at least offer something and in one of what may be his last books I'm finding a sense of normality in his case study of Arthur. (Please don't follow the link if you don't have resilience to academic language).

Yeah. I know this is depression. I haven't even reached for St John's Wort or omega-3 fish oils. I took 1 vitamin pill on Friday because I wanted to feel better. I'd even showered two days in a row on Friday.

I don't know what tomorrow brings but I don't care.

I'm not planning to kill myself. Don't worry about that. I've not been successful in killing myself on so many of the weak, pathetic attempts I've made. The scars on my arm are minor and it's just something for people to tell each other about to show just how much of a freak I am (don't worry...I forgive those people who revealed my darkest secret to other people in the office and in the pub). I can handle the paranoia though this week has cost me my laptop and, I think, wrecked all my camera equipment. More for people to laugh at me about.

Ever the freak. Ever the failure. And, worst of all, still alive.

Sunday, 11 July 2010

A quote on suicide

"Man is the only animal who has to be encouraged to live."
Friedrich Nietzsche

Thursday, 1 April 2010

Why do suicidal thoughts happen?

In the last few months I've had one person open up about suicidal thoughts and one person who won't tell me if they're experiencing suicidal thoughts. The first seemed to be toying with the idea as much as they didn't want to do anything about it. The second person has been
harder to get them to open up again. I've met someone else who's been suicidal for a long time like me. And another person who accidentally mentioned she'd felt suicidal in the past.

Between the four of them and me there's a range of experiences of suicidal thoughts. One person described theirs as though separate from themselves, as though they had no control over them. They seemed almost surprised at the question as to why they felt suicidal. Another seemed
to be trapped in an internal reality where ideals and philosophical thought seemed to be creating some sort of existentialist crisis and it seemed like there was little joy they took from their lives.

I've had suicidal thoughts on a regular basis. "I wish I was dead" and other phrases I can think and then move on from now I've had them appear so many times. These can be irrespective of mood, moment and events. At other times they can come through looking at life and seeing it lacking or seeing my life as a failure. I'm sure its a feeling many people experience.

Usually I can deal with those thoughts and feelings by either looking at the positive or accepting the truth of my life: it gets better, and we just keep surviving. At other times it was a way to deal with a life crisis like getting into what I thought was an irrecoverable financial situation or after the end of a relationship. Both those experiences were about the castle in the sky that is status (in all its forms), respect and self-respect (and others) collapsing or being percieved to
collapse. And now I've learnt that these things are simply constructs, fluid and intangible - they're very far from real and to be clung to like life should be. Those are also experiences other people have had though perhaps they reacted better than I.

Then there was the parasuicidal behaviour that was the war against the entity - the noncorporeal force or whatever that I feel in my life and in my heads. My sense of "I" discovered it wasn't in control of me, i.e. my sense of self came to be aware that it was not alone nor in control of my mind and body. I'm sure many a reader has a thought popping into their head at this moment like "schizophrenia" or "psycho" or "psychosis". Maybe those who read this who have understanding of this experience can sympathise and perhaps even empathise. This was a force I couldn't control so I fought with the only thing I thought I could control: my life. There were many recent attempts and prolific self-harm as a bizarre way to fight back and take
control. I'm out of that phase now and me and my entity are in a period of peace.

The point of this is there are many reasons why people kill themselves. There are also many experiences of suicidal thoughts. Another person I've met has told me they experience their suicidal thoughts as coming from the voice inside their head. It seems the opposite of my experience in the sense that I attempted to regain control or die trying as my will, whereas it seemed their path was for their "I" to fight against the command to kill themself. Perhaps it was the same experience however one person experienced themselves as one of the selves while my experience was the experience of the other self (this makes no sense without having experienced what I'm talking about or having a good understanding of madness).

There are lots of reasons why suicidal thoughts happen and why people kill themselves.

Friday, 12 February 2010

Doctor's mental health and how to help them

I'm having a frustrating situation. A friend and extended family member is in hospital. She's not talking to me but she's responding to my texts. I want to go see her.

What I'd like to do is phone the hospital where she is and find out what happened, then try and persuade her to let me see her. I can't do that though because I assume the staff would respect her confidentiality.

I think the reason why she has only told me last night is because she doesn't want the rest of the family to know. She's told me stuff before she's never told anyone else so I think I'm in the right zone to help her through this but at the moment she's shutting me out.

She's a doctor too so she may not be in her local hospital where I'd expect her to be. NHS staff are usually hospitalised at a different PCT.

Yep. That's how prevalent the stigma is amongst doctors. Mental ill health is something to be hidden from colleagues even outside the workplace. Its still fundamentally seen differently to physical illness by doctors outside (and perhaps even inside) psychiatry.

So I'm facing a struggle. At the moment she's responding to some of my texts. Any text that has an important question she doesn't respond to. So I'm just nattering with her about my life in the hope that it'll distract her for a moment, give her something else to think about, maybe say something that will make things a little bit better and maintain human contact. At the moment it feels very much like a waiting game and in the meantime I'm having a quick look to see if I can find something that will help me.

She's also a tough case. Tougher than me perhaps. The self-stigma is probably quite high but she knows me and I think she respects so I hope that my destigmatising, mad pride arguments might work and they'd be based on the evidence of my life. But she's a doctor and she's seen more than me, and she's a good scientists so she knows one single example (apart from in her own life) is not a truth.

She's exceptionally intelligent and driven when she's on form. She may easily have a genius level IQ and behaviour. Her capability at philosophical thought is far beyond most philosophy professors and she knows the material too. That makes it very difficult to argue with her rationally but I'm quite good at that.

But I'm not sure its worked for me in the past though because rational arguments not well communicated can mean a person gets defensive and builds walls around whatever they rationalise. I've had some very expensive therapy before from and had the problem that my intellect meant even the smartest doctor hit a wall with my counterarguments.

I feel stuck as what to do. I sadly see it as something of an intellectual challenge as well as helping out another soul. I've looked for some research and found a useless paper. (Doctors who kill themselves: a study of the methods used for suicide - http://qjmed.oxfordjournals.org/cgi/content/full/93/6/351).

Grr. Quantitative without decent qualitative stuff. Another US paper is also useless. (Suicide in Male and Female Physicians - http://jama.ama-assn.org/cgi/reprint/228/3/323) except for one useful bit. Young, trainee, female doctors have a significantly high suicide rate. But the stupid paper doesn't go into any detail as to why and what to do. Thankfully there's a reference....but the fucking paper is pay-for access. (SUICIDE IN PROFESSIONALS: A STUDYOF MALE AND FEMALEPSYCHOLOGISTS - http://aje.oxfordjournals.org/cgi/content/abstract/98/6/436)

I hope what's the abstract includes is useful though.
"Losses in ascertainment may contribute to the apparent deficit in males. The excess of suicide in females was consonant with the results of a similar studycarried out in physicians. Marginality, role conflict, and ambivalence about theachievement of success were discussed as possible factors contributing tosuicide in female professionals."

Sadly the paper is on data from the 60's but its all I've got to go on at the moment. Its a useful example of when research is useless I guess. That small gem is all I've got to work on at the moment.

Its very difficult dealing with doctors because they're arrogant and have something of an ego problem, much like myself. Sadly they often know their stuff too.

They seem to have a totally different culture to 'normal' and perhaps something akin to soldiers. This is where lived experience helps. She knows about my own deep, dark psychiatric past. She knows a little about my unshared perceptions as well. I think that's the tool that's most going to work to get her to at least talk about what's been going on.

The research has provided useful though. Its identified something I already knew. Doctors' mental health is usually pretty poor. Its so sad. My family and extended family are daily examples for me. Had I become a doctor I'm sure I'd be no different.

They're the arbiters of mental health and they're the healers given the highest respect, but underneath their professional exterior I know they're often miserable. I know the public wouldn't want that if they knew.

I feel they're the hardest to help and I'm totally stuck for ideas on what to do. There is one hope. Dr Liz Miller and the Doctor's Support Network. They may be my next port of call.

Its a shame no one read this blog yet. I could really do with some comments to help me out today.

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

Will assisted suicide laws ever allow for mental illness

This is a very cold piece devoid of consideration of the arguments against suicide or compassion for the loved ones left behind. It is primarily a piece of free thinking rather than an argument for or against assisted suicide.

In a handful of countries and states there is legislation that allows for assisted suicide if a person has a terminal physical illness and are in extreme pain. It is seen as both compassionate to let the person die though many opponents argue that it assisted suicide should remain criminalised for a variety of reasons.

Reading Derek Humphry's assisted suicide blog (http://assistedsuicide.org/blog/) has an interesting post that describes what the mainstream assisted suicide movement is campaigning for.
"Only subscribe if you in principle support the right of a competent adult to choose to die when physical suffering is unbearable."

Reading other posts on the blog is elucidating on the shift in euthanasia laws worldwide. A recent post about assisted suicide in the Netherlands is related to mental health. I was quite surprised to see that a group of people were trying to change the already progressive euthanasia laws si that people over the age of 70 who are "tired of life" should be allowed professional help to end their lives.

I assume the phrase "tired of life" has lost something in translation but I think it may be possible to understand the concept better than the words express. 7o years of living may be enough for some people.

There may be reasons why elderly people may want to end their life early, not least because of the problems caused by the proliferation of the 'nuclear family' unit that removed the value of the third generation from most households and left them to spend their last years in homes or looking after themselves.

Those people aren't dying from a physical illness nor is there extreme or untreatable physical pain. I think many a reader may jump to the conclusion that they are depressed and that's not true in my opinion. Their state of mind, their rational decision, their choice is, perhaps, sane.

This would be a challenge for the best psychiatrist to judge what may be rational suicide and what is a mental illness. Assisted suicide for an untreatable, terminal and painful physical illness is not considered a mental illness. I'm sure in practice equivalents of diagnostic tools like the mini-mental state examination are used to weed out signs of depression or other psychiatric illness.

I suppose what I'm perhaps poorly trying to ask is is there such a thing as a rational suicide for mental illness, or could it be possible that in the future a person defined as having an untreatable and deeply painful mental experience could be assisted to take their own life?

I'll end up ruminating over that because I feel it is a complex question that quick judgements would do no justice to. It is a question that needs a precise definition of what is mental illness outside (though not necessarily above) the lay opinion.

Wanting to die clearly isn't a mental illness in itself. Its ok in some countries if physical pain is unbearable. It can be a sign of a mental illness as can many things. I suppose that the arguments that it will never be legal for mental illness is that there are treatments available that can take away the pain. For example a seizure can be induced electrically and this has been found to work for some people with chronic depression. Personally I see ECT as a form of physical reset of personality or emotional state and as a form of death in itself though a death of a state of consciousness rather than physical. Neurosurgery for mental disorder is another option though comes with a higher risk to life.

For some though all the antidepressants, electric shocks and attempts at fixing the problem neurologically don't work. Would society ever evolve to the point where a person with a persistent desire to die that isn't irrational could be assisted in dying with dignity? I doubt I'll see it in my lifetime. My heart says that its not something I'd want to see either but my head says that people have free will.

I thought I'd end it there but there's one more consideration. Personality disorders are very complex and are often defined as difficult to treat, i.e. the people are difficult to change. This may simply be because of lack of research or perhaps lack of resources to pay for long treatment programs. Imagine the scenario where an individual has accepted they have a personality disorder and they want to change because they see their behaviour as destructive to their life but no treatment works. Imagine that this drives them to despair as months and years and decades of treatment are to no avail and their, their life is in tatters and the doctors have given up. They are not depressed per se but decide after deliberation and consultation that it would be better to "catch the bus" (to borrow a term from the suicide underground) but they've never attempted it before (if that's possible with personality disorders. I'm afraid I don't know a huge amount about them but I think that some, e.g. schizotypal, may not have suicide as one of the symptoms.)

In this example there is the possibility of a non-mentally ill suicidal wish but unrelated to the diagnosis. It is possible to see parallels with the reasoning of assisted suicide for mental illness. There is a difference in that the condition is not terminal per se. The pain and the lack of hope are what is in common with the physical illness argument. Compassion for the life of someone who wants to change but can't and can't be helped to change would make me think that assisted suicide for intractable mental health conditions could be a moral thing however the above example is a philosophical or thinking example. I'm not aware if that's based on reality, i.e. I don't know if there people with intractable personality disorders who want to change but can't and whose suffering is so great that suicide is rational.

Monday, 18 January 2010

What to do if someone is suicidal?

This is an extremely difficult piece to write for many reasons, not least because of my own views. This is an area where no one is an expert and the text below is less a guide and more of a thought process.

Many people have no idea what to do if someone is suicidal. Its rare that people talk about suicide though its not rare to want to die or think how to kill themself.

I'm lucky because I've been through a few suicide attempts over the years (that must be one of the strangest sentences I've ever written...). Wanting to die is normal for me and has been for the majority of the past few years. I have the lived experience of the things that have worked and the huge barriers.

For me the first thing for someone who is suicidal to know that they shouldn't go through it alone. I'm not sure I can think of a greater hell except psychosis/ego death itself. Ensuring they have someone they can always go to no matter what is vital because often its those closest to the person that the person will not talk about their deathwishes to, for obvious reasons.

My personal view is that I won't directly talk someone out of doing anything. I won't criticise their desire to die. I won't help them but I won't condone them and I'll allow them to speak about it as if it was the weather. That's really important I feel because many people won't talk about it for many reasons and those that do really don't want to be told not to do it. That's the natural reaction though and its one that I've always listen to with a polite smile and ignored. Its what I expect that person's friends and loved ones to say like a mental health key message so I don't need to say and frankly I think I'd be a liar if I said it.

My amorality aside, it means a suicidal person will keep talking to me when they won't talk to anyone else about it. It means that person always has someone they can talk to no matter how bad the situation, no matter how worthless or hopeless they feel, no matter what they're thinking of doing. This is absolutely essential because I've noticed in my own life the pattern where the reduction in social contact can quickly lead to thinking about suicide to planning or actual attempts. There are many examples of people being saved from suicide by the random kindness or interaction of strangers or friends. I'll admit that to some people I have explicitly said, "if you're going to do it please give me a call and I'll join you." which sounds horrific but I can say it with a degree of honesty and it means that, perhaps, they maybe they'll take up that offer of a last contact before they go.

The value of my personal experience of the hells of life and my openness means that I have a certain credibility or authority that might make the words, "it'll get better" or "its not always like this" have a fractionally chance of actually getting through to a person who can't see that to be possibly true. Getting a chink of hope into a person's mind is vital. Often its unending and pure hopelessness that drives people to kill themselves. Its not easy though and done badly it may distance the suicidal person from talking about it again with that person.

In my personal experience many people feel like they want to die on a regular basis but never, ever mention it and they can be the happiest person on the outside. This state can change and become a very, very dark place and this can happen without warning. In this dark place the nature of the individual's relationship with those suicidal thoughts is different. In the mild state it can be a useful coping mechanism to dispel life's problems and it a thought that can be pushed away. In the dark place its not so simple. It can be all pervading and the solution of ending things becomes a reasonable, practical way to end the hopelessness. (Even as I write now I can feel the tug of desire for the peacefulness of eternal slumber.) They can rationalise the social effect of suicide or simply hate themselves more to get past the effects on friends and family, or it may be something they don't consider because their minds have become inward focused.

Herein lies the value of trying to get the that tiny, teeny sense of hope. In my mind I see it as a thin, barely perceptible ray of light breaking into a darkened room. But it is the tiny difference between the pitch black that the mind can not handle and the black it can see. The pitch black analogy is experienced by people who use a photographic darkroom for the first time as their mind tries to adjust to the total blackness they have never experienced before even on the darkest, cloudiest nights. Everywhere outside the darkroom there is a small, sometimes imperceptible amount of light that the mind requires to 'see' black. In the darkroom the mind is out of its depth.

Some forms of suicide are about loss of hope but there are other reasons and its important to understand that a person may not reveal their true reasons and those reasons may not fit a generalisable picture. But the offering of hope that the situation can change I think can get through.

The problem is that its the obvious thing to say and that 'intelligent' (whatever that means) people know that there is hope even when they feel hopeless. Its the thought that may or may not get said. "Yes, I know there's hope but I don't feel it now and my present state is wanting to end it, so fuck off with your positive attitude."

An alternative can use distraction, fun and whatever else to indirectly work with the individual. I'm always in the pub and its an excellent environment to deal with someone who is suicidial if there is a suitably secluded spot away from prying ears. There are antidepressant-depressants available on tap and these also help people to open up. I. The environment is socially safe and it is a place that many people have fond memories of. Alcohol loosens people up, relieves stress and makes people happier when they're drunk and its a widely accept social medication. The hangover is the ideal form of depression - the cause is easily identified as a consequence of the night before. There is the risk of recklessness induced by alcohol and redoubled by recklessness behaviour induced by suicide (not wanting to live can change a person's attitudes to risk) leading to a drunken attempt. Its important to note that risk.

What I'm saying is a couple of pints and a chat can, perhaps, do more than seeing a professional who the suicidal person knows is going to try and talk them out of it and psychiatric antidepressant medication which is also given to stop them killing themselves. Its important that the chat isn't about suicide unless the person wants to talk about it. Maintaining social contact, distraction and ensuring that there is a bit of fun is the important aspect in my opinion. They are natural, temporary ways to relieve suicidal thoughts. Even if the suicidal person is smiling and laughing but still crying on the inside the effect of them pretending to smile and laugh can have the effect of making them genuinely express that way. That memory of simple fun can wake up that bit of a person's psyche that says, "well I like having fun. At least I can keep on doing that" or whatever other inner thought process happens such that a person moves out of the dark.

Engaging in a conversation about suicide is very difficult for anyone who is not an experienced professional or someone without extensive lived experience. For the inexperienced listening is the key and allowing the person the opportunity to accept they are suffering may also be important (many don't understand the significance of the distress that brought them to the point of suicide). Also getting them to talk more is useful because it can be a way for them to offload and in my opinion I think it is an effective way of reducing their suicidality in the short term.

Experienced people can have a more meaningful conversation. I'm not sure I'm capable of elucidating on how this would go but I'm making a differentiation between the experience levels of the samaritan because an inexperienced person can be treading in murky territory and it can be bad for their mental health if they feel like they've said the wrong thing and the person ends up killing themself. The best way to avoid that future guilt is to tread lightly.

I feel experienced people can take a different approach because they realise that often there's nothing positive or negative another person can do directly for someone who is truly suicidal (I'm making a distinction but one that I feel doesn't need explanation). They may also be more capable of taking the risks in communication and conversation necessary to get that person to listen to even a small amount of what is said, so they may be able to confront the issue that the person wants to kill themself about rather than side step it for safety.

Confidentiality is vital though I'm aware that it my case confidentiality has been broken. I've accepted that but other people wouldn't and it can be deleterious to a personal relationship. Revealing suicidal ideation is a massive step for someone. Breaking that trust can be catastrophic. Many people may want to talk to that person's close friends or their family or loved ones about it but my opinion is that it is up to that individual. The worst thing anyone can do is make the foolish mistake (as has been done to me in the past) of contacting mental health services who's knee-jerk reaction is far too often hospitalisation.

This is a very, very, very tricky area and my opinion is only that. I'm sure other people will make their own decisions but the loss of trust can be something that can be catastrophic to a distressed individual. There is little that mental health services can do except section and from personal experience that makes things worse. It is better to discuss your intention with the individual and if they firmly say "no" then it see if they will speak to someone anonymously or speak to the Samaritans helpline or speak to a person with lived experience or professional expertise outside the NHS system.

I strongly value suicide survivors in helping the suicidal because they are able to give real personal accounts. A survivor's life is usually full of useful tales that can help the newly suicidal see that they're not alone and they're not abnormal, that life can be strange and that their suicidal desire will go away. For those without that 'gift' and curse dealing with someone who is suicidal feels very out of their depth I would guess.

As a surivor there's something I can say with confidence (at this present time). Its gets better and there's hope. Those messages are much better coming from someone know to have been in the same dark place in their past that the suicidal person is in their present. Its perhaps why ending up in a psychiatric ward can be a good thing (though this is not part of the design of that system). Being able to speak to other veterans of suicidal ideation is better than speaking to any mental health professional.

I want to end on an important thing to remember as a conclusion and the important thing I can think of is to recognise the difficulty and the unending futility before engaging with someone who is suicidal. It is very hard for most people and the rewards are often not seen directly except in their continued existence. When I've been suicidal and talking about it there have been times when I've been an arsehole and that's why I'm making this point. Its an important point because it will help the samaritan through the difficulty so they can help the suicidal more.

Saturday, 29 August 2009

Advice from a suicide survivor

Suicide is not an answer. That does not mean it is wrong to consider it nor wrong to do it.

Often though the circumstances are not as bad as they seem. They are changeable.

Time is a healer and pain will reduce. The experience that leads to suicide will change.

Beyond this point it will get better. It will also get worse. This is the truth. But the truth is that the next time it gets worse you can be prepared.

If you're ready to die then truly you're ready to live. It may not feel that way when you are thinking of killing yourself though. If you can manage to live a little longer you will see what I mean.

Its ok to thinking about killing yourself. Lots of people do. Don't dwell on it too much.

Talk to someone you trust. If you don't feel ok doing that then speak to the Samaritans. Sometimes its good to talk. Try to do that before you try to kill yourself. Even if its what you're sure you're going to do its nice to speak to one last person before you die.

There is another option to suicide. Give your life to the world. Since your life is over let it become of use to the greater good. Maybe whatever is making you want to die you can make better for someone else even if you can't make it better for yourself.

Take it from someone who has tried to kill themselves before and will undoubtably do so again, and secretly hopes the next time will be the last, don't do it. But if you do do it then I think I understand. I wish I help you more.

Living with suicide

This is about living while wanting to die.

For many years I've wished I was dead. Sometimes this was daily thoughts of wanting to end it. Sometimes it is simply a wish to be dead rather than alive. Most times it is just the wish or the hope that death will come soon, that the eternal peace of nonexistance - my only hope - will finally come. Sometimes I've done something about it.

Its a difficult thing to live with. There are times when I need to talk about it but I'm scared of scaring people. People have mixed reactions to the discussion when I've broached the subject in the past.

The reasons I've attempted it in the past have been varied. The last attempt was because of my unshared experience of consciousness. My experience of consciousness has changed over the last few years. Its become an strange and unusual place. I think it is described by the word psychosis. I experience my thoughts not as my own and I feel the influence of a separate consciousness(es). This discovery and the change in my experience was distressing. There is a feeling of being controlled and the idea of free will shatters through this experience, which is perhaps why it often ends up with the cluster of symptoms described by the diagnosis of schizophrenia. My last attempt was for the reason that life with this experience wasn't worth living. There were other factors involved as well of course and the reasons for previous attempts have been different.

Its gotten much better over the last few months and has become a general desire for death or non-existance or sleep unending. I just gaze at train tracks occassionally, wishing I had the courage or energy to step forward a couple of steps.

But I carry on. I've lived with this for such a long time that its become part of me. I'm used to living with a low state of mind so I just get on with living. The brief moments of intense experience or emotion that rise above the sea of ennui keep me going. The misery isn't constant and when it returns it is like an old friend now.

Few would know on the outside. I have gotten better and better at hiding behind a social mask of cheerfulness and good humour. It was not something I was happy to use but it serves a purpose that allows me distance from others and social acceptability. The trade off is I hate myself a little bit more and I'm not authentic. It seems this blog is where I show my self.

My choices are affected by living like this. I care not for my future. I make decisions that are self-harming and will hasten my demise. An example is my legendary drinking that is functional alcoholism and a way to die sooner. Its lucky that I love drinking and it makes me feel so much better. I smoke as well and I smoke cannabis. I eat poorly and irregularly.

It is not only misery though. There is a positive aspect that's helped. Its liberated me from worrying about living a long life. My choices are short term and of the moment.
This may not make sense but I feel like its helped me to be closer to happiness than anyone I know. This make not make sense either.

Wanting to die helps me to live. It helps me to see the true value of life. My life has changed a lot through it because through this process I've found a way to live that is motivating and invigorating. I live to change the world for the better. Since I'd rather be dead my life becomes 'given' to that purpose. It is a way of thinking that allows me to cope.

Many people have said that I should see a doctor about this. I think I would say that to myself if I didn't know myself like I do. My desire to die is a choice and a choice I maintain is mine to make. Its a selfish choice but its my right. There will come a time when I take my own life and that is my intent. This may change but it will change 'organically'.

This long period of wanting to die is part of my journey through life. This journey we are all on and we take different paths. There is always value to the paths taken and there is value to my death wish.

Resilience has also built up. Resilience to the deepr reasons I want to end my life. Resilience to the life stuff that makes me want to die. Resilience to the unshared experience that is core to my desire to kill myself.

About Me

We It comes in part from an appreciation that no one can truly sign their own work. Everything is many influences coming together to the one moment where a work exists. The other is a begrudging acceptance that my work was never my own. There is another consciousness or non-corporeal entity that helps and harms me in everything I do. I am not I because of this force or entity. I am "we"