re: If you want to kill yourself, friggin call someone first. Please.

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By the time you get to that point, talking doesn’t really help much if at all. You have become convinced that you are nothing but a burden to others, a leach, and that killing yourself is doing them a favor. Talking would just burden someone else with your problems that they don’t see as being solvable, yet are unescapable and crippling.

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I had a friend kill himself last year after a bout of depression after a divorce. The doctor prescribed SSRIs and he did not take them properly. Stopping and starting over months. I really think the SSRIs exacerbated the suicidal thoughts that eventually led to taking his life.

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Why the hell couldn't he call someone?

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What if its just not that simple. Yes, its a permanent decision for a temporary feeling, but long term you don't know his mental state and what he was going through.

I know I'm in the minority in my opinion, but having been in a situation where I had suicidal thoughts and also having lost someone very close to me I get why she did it.

For me, it was a side effect of not taking a medication properly. I had the thoughts and was like WTF, this isn't how I actually feel or what I want.
Thank God I realized it AND had the support at home to get help.

For my sister, it was a long-term battle with depression. I know she tried many medications but obvioulsy couldn't find one that worked. There were outside influences that definitely played a roll in her decision. I'm not placing blame on them, but on top of the depression she already struggled with I think she felt like she could never escape even when she was "happy". I found out years later that she had attempted multiple times before she was successful, so sometimes I don't think its just a phone call. I can't imagine living all the time feeling that way. I miss her all the time and wish every day she was still with us, but I wouldn't want to live in that headspace either and I know she tried to get out of it, just couldn't.

You just never truly know what some people are struggling with inside.

Its absolutely tragic that, in the end, these people feel entirely alone and helpless.

The mess left behind is far worse than facing the issues in your life.

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Burying a friend later today. Great guy, very well respected. Took his own life last weekend. Left a young son behind, a son who will now be scarred for life. His death stunned everyone. Why the hell couldn't he call someone? Talk to someone. He knew what this would do to his kids. Part of me mourns but part of me wants to kill him (you know what I mean). . Why, why, why???? Whatever pain he was suffering is magnified a hundred fold after he did this to himself. So if you're feeling like it, call someone. I've seen people on this board hit the wall before and wonder what they should do. Talk to someone. It's not worth it. Just not.

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My father-in-law took his own life back in 2012.

He was an incredible guy. Funny, interesting, a Marine, Vietnam veteran who wrote music, hunted mushroom and was doing some Brazilian Jujitsu as a hobby.

One day he went and ran an errand after breakfast, drove to a park and shot himself.

We’ve all learned so much about suicide and the frailty of mental health over the past decade.

It so hard for survivors to understand why - but it’s important to always remember that the pain and cloud of hopelessness that led them to take their own lives, also prevented them from seeing the love and support that was truly around them. They almost always believe that they are relieving a burden in their loved ones lives by dying - but sadly, it almost always has the opposite effect.


All you can do is let the people you care about know how much you care for them every chance you can, so that, God forbid, one day they need someone - maybe they will come to you and you can remind them of how much they are needed and wanted here.

I’d give anything for my father-in-law to call me 12 years ago and tell me he’s in a bad place and struggling - so I could tell him how much I love him and get him the help he needs.

I remember the attempt that came the closest to being successful. I went on a journey to find myself. I literally just started driving West. Turned out what I found was that I just wanted to say goodbye to an old friend. I tried to kill myself on the way home because I couldn’t face where my life was going when I got back. I was going to have to completely reorient my entire purpose for living, start a new career, leave behind my relationship and home, and take shelter with my semi-estranged family. I simply didn’t see a way forward at the time and didn’t want to be a burden to those family members.

I never really figured it out after surviving. I made countless more attempts the next couple years. I eventually figured out less reasons to live rather than reasons not to try to die. Some things I feared were true, some weren’t as bad as expected, some were much worse and I’m still not seeing anything hope regarding them.

Imagine you lost your leg in a car accident. No amount of talking can bring your leg back. It’s gone. You either figure out how to live your life on one leg or you die because you can’t function without it. Suicidal depression is often similar. They lost their leg and can’t figure out how to walk or support themselves without it and can’t foresee a future where they’re not a burden on others because of it.

My brother committed suicide in 2009. Left behind a teenage daughter and young son. Daughter has turned out really well, his son is a fatherless awkward adult. No father figures in his life after my brother died. His wife rooted up his family and moved all over the place and has been married 3 times since. Such a fricked up situation. Like you, I wish he had called me, or someone else. It wasn't that bad....

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Women want the issues and emotions to be all about them. I have experienced it before.

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Same. Not only that, but they will weaponize those emotions against you, emotions you only showed because they made you feel safe. Expressing your emotions around women is like telling the truth to a police officer. The right cop will cut you a break but the wrong one will find any justification in there to bust you for something. The risks often aren’t worth it. Just keep your crap to yourself until you find a safe friend to confide in.

My last relapse was the first time in my life that I actually thought about killing myself. Its hard to put into words just how defeated I was at that moment. I called my grandfather and he packed a bag and stayed with me for a few days. I'm almost a year sober

Initials CP?

If you weren't spamming TD with your retarded bullshite 24/7 and had reached out to talk to him he may still be alive.