Sunday, 5 September 2010
The most famous song mentioning suicide
Monday, 2 August 2010
A quote about suicide from Moby Dick
A quote about suicide from someone who spent 40 years researching it yet never attempted it
Am I reading about myself?
Sunday, 1 August 2010
So I rang services on Saturday morning
- Where do you hurt?
- How may I help you?
Sunday, 11 July 2010
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Why do suicidal thoughts happen?
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
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Will assisted suicide laws ever allow for mental illness
Monday, 18 January 2010
What to do if someone is suicidal?
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Advice from a suicide survivor
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
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
- 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"