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touchy subjuct. I recently had a very good friend commit suicide. He was only twenty years old. He had lived a rough life, and had more bad fortunes than any other. He started getting his shit straight. He finally became out of his depression a little, cleaned up, acted a lot more happy. Until one day, when he got pulled over, taken to jail, and got bailed out, he disappeared. He was missing for a few days, until one day, his father went down to the camper which he lived in, and found him dead there. He had shot himself in the face with a shotgun. He honestly thought not that many people cared for him, and the way most treated him, it would be understandable, but so many more than imaginable did. You never really know what it would be like to lose someone real close to you until it happens. The day it happened, my friend called me about hearing a death at the place that he stayed at. We had only one thing on our mind of what it could be. So we rolled up there, and sure enough, there were county cops and GBI up there with yellow tape. As soon as we saw that the tape went across the camper that he stayed in, it was... indescribable. I've never felt so empty. I couldn't stop breaking down for a few weeks. I would be at work, and just have to go to the bathroom and cry. It was so fucking hard. And the worst part is just how he was pulling himself out of this deep hole and the one fucked up thing happens and he kills himself. I cannot even begin to understand it..
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dude dont take this the wrong way at all but when i think of people who commit suicide all i see is a weak person who cant handle life and has no will power, and the only way to get out of the mess your in is to end it and kill urself, thats givin up dude...i see a weakness in that person...it sickens me how people could not want to live, wtf u gonna do after u pull that trigger?? JACK SHIT for eternity, thats what...dont do it man, just think about all the family/friends/workers/schoolmates, your gonna put them thru hell.
fight through hard times and overcome them, dont find the easy way out and kill yourself....thats bogus dude... * edit * - thats not meant to be negative, but for real dude...i get sad and shit sometimes too, just think about things in life that make u happy, go play some basketball or something, do something productice and eventually all that bad shit and stress will go away, and hey...if it doesnt.... and you die, at least you died trying.
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life is never that bad.
l,ve been around for nearly 50 yrs and seen way too many people die from all sorts, including, gunshot wounds,cancer ,heart attacks ,car crash,strokes and just plain old age,but suicide is always the hardest to take. l lost a 55 yr old mate to suicide last year.l still think if only. yet l have a friend that had both legs broken and her face smashed in etc in a car accident ,then 2 yrs later she was shot right between the eyes by her husband and left for dead after he shot and killed her 21 yr old daugther after raping her for years.This person is what l call tough. She has more reasons than most to commit suicide,but its turning and life is getting good once again.
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To be honest I think about suicide all the time...too much in fact.Ive struggled with very deep depression for 10 years which is really sad considering I'm only 20.Ive lived a very hard life and Ive lived in even harder places...I've gone through more hardship and pain in the first 10 years of my life than most people experience in an entire lifetime ...but I always pick up the pieces and move on because thats all you can do.There's way too much to experience and do in life to waste it.Especially if all we get is one shot at life.
Sometimes it gets so bad I can hardly move.No energy,No will to live...No will to even stand up...Life can be a tiresome struggle at times that accomplishes nothing and goes nowhere.But thats when you know it's time to change those circumstances that are getting you down.We all have the power to live any way we want , to accomplish anything we want. And what makes the depression the worst is the simple fact that alot of people dont truly care about anything but themselves.But there are also alot of people who truly care. My fiancee really helps me through the hard times and I've known her since she was born.We grew up together.But at the same time I really help her through her hard times because she is depressed often enough too. One must take a hard look at their life and find the positive things in their life and focus on them whether its goals,friends.family or etc... But at the same time you must see the negative things that need to be changed and at least try to change them. All in all suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, and rather than taking a drastic measure like suicide is never warranted there is always an easier and better answer even if you cant see it.One day when the clouds of doom and despair lift you will be glad that you chose to tough out the hard times and had alot of wonderful experiences and will continue to experience many great things for years to come.
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I've always thought about it, almost every day for as long as I can remember, but I can't really say what it is that gets me through it... I have no idea what religion I am officially, my mom is catholic and my dad is Christian (I suppose I am Christian, now anyways), and rather than being told I am that religion and to believe it and follow that direction, I made my own choice, and just started reading the Bible and I do believe in God and Jesus and the prophets and all that, but rather than seeing the Bible as what I have to be doing, I see it as more of a manual for life... Knowing right from wrong, and how to deal with things helps a lot, and being able to say "Well, as much as I may think I should get revenge on that one guy, I'll leave it up to God, because he's a heck of a lot smarter/wiser than I will ever be. So I'll just forget about what he did, and keep on living. God will remember." is probably the biggest thing that helps me going on in the right path. Then there's family, a lot of them I may not like sometimes, and other times I'll downright hate them, but I remember about how to get through things, and I forget about the problems we had between each other. Then there's the thing that really get you going... like you waking up in the morning and on your way to the bathroom you stub your toe on the counter, and then after you make breakfast and put it on the table you go to get dressed while it cools, and you come back and the dog stole it, now you're late for work and your car doesn't start, then when it finally does and you're on your way to work you get in a fender bender, then finally you're sitting at work with a growling stomach thinking about the day you've had so far, and asking God "what did I do to deserve this day? I try to be as kind as I physically can... etc. etc.", (*lol, I hate it when I type too much and forget where I'm going with it*) and as shitty as your life may seem, it can be a lot worse, and life isn't easy, nor should it be expected to be, if it was easy we'd all be on cloud 9 and eating pie... Life is hard, just as any test is... You either pass, fail, or come out even and God decides where you go once the test is over. Not only is life a test, it's a gift, and as a lot of people will tell you, it's worth all the paper cuts you may get while trying to unwrap it!
Life is hard, and what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, whether it be physically or mentally. I find that as time goes on, no matter what it's about, things don't really get easier or harder, but they stay the same difficulty and only seem to change in terms of what they're about... The more you live, the more you learn, and the less if at all things that previously bothered you, will continue to do so (I think about suicide less and less the more time goes by). Yet, there are always new things out there that can come unexpectedly and tear you to pieces. You have to live through those things in order to keep them at bay. If you ignore what is bothering you, and try to continue living without overcoming obstacles, life will always seem to be impossible down the road, and not worth even living another day "for what, so I can get screwed over by life then too?! no thanks, death is faster." - It is faster, but where are you going that you want to go so fast? Life is really only as bad as you want it to be... You see those crazy people in that psychiatric institute, they live in a cage, and have only their minds to live in. To them nothing is real, yet everything they think is real is to them.. they can still smile. And you see those retarded people that walk around all goofy, and when you tell them the simplest joke.. they can still laugh. As hard and as cruel as life really is to them on the outside, they're strong on the inside, things are incapable of harming them. As weird as either of their bodies may look, they're made of Armour. John Wayne has said "Life is tough, it's tougher if you're stupid." And that's only true for those of us who are considered normal mentaly... So, the more you can learn about other cultures and see things from other peoples perspectives, the better off you'll be. And I bet if you look hard enough, you'll wonder why they even bothered to continue living... They have they're reasons. Some people just give up on finding their reason and give up on life entirely in the process. Life's not as long as it seems, and it can be happy. It's all up to you, this is your world, what do you want it to be? You know when you look down that highway and it seems like a million miles to the other end, and you think you'll never be able to make it...? Just start walking, and sooner or later a car will come by, it may just keep going without even giving you a second look... But sooner or later one of them cars is gonna stop and offer you a ride... Even though the car might not have any floor, or even a roof, or windows or doors, and the road might be really bumpy.... You're not walking anymore. And you're not alone. And eventually the road is gonna end, and you'll see that person drive off, and you'll be glad that you didn't give up because you made it, and you now know that it wasn't impossible. - I guess the moral is, that life may seem hard and tiresome, and a few 'rides' may pass by without a care about you, but as long as you keep trying, sooner or later you'll get a lift (whether it's you becoming rich, or just seeing that things aren't so bad), and your body wont ache, and although life still might not be great or perfect in your eyes, you're still in a lot better of a position than a lot of other people who still have to walk that road and may not get a lift at all, and near the end of your life people will pass on and you'll feel sad, but know you're not far behind, and rejoice and know that where you'll be going now is one you've worked for and are so very glad you didn't give up, because of all the thing's you would've missed out on Well, I didn't put out everything about me and what I think... If I did, it'd take forever and I'd be 110 still sitting here typing indefinitely. So take what you will and live your life the way you want to live it, and don't care so much about what people have done to you and what they think about you, because in the end, what they've done won't matter to you. And don't take life too seriously, it plays a lot of jokes on you now and then, and you gotta know when to laugh. So next time you're thinking how ironic it is, you sitting there at your desk thinking about how hard your day was or sitting there with a gun in hand, just remember that that's one of life's little jokes, and just crack up laughing like a crazy man and don't stop until you feel better... and once you feel better, giggle a little more, knowing you finally get life's jokes. Okay? Take care buddy
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I tried to do it myself nearly two years ago. I have been dealing with my own depression and anxiety for as long as I can remember, and that summer was just the icing on the cake.
I don't even know exactly what it was that helped me through it...I didn't take my meds, my family treated me like shit when I got out of the hospital (calling me crazy behind my back and so on), some of my friends ditched me afterwards and even said they wished that I had actually done it. Damn, that makes me depressed remembering that. All I know is that after a couple of months I started to climb out of the hole, on my own. Two years later I can barely imagine what was going through my head to bring me to that point. I have a lot to live for now. I'm getting married next year and at the end of August we're expecting our first child. If I had actually succeeded back then I would never have lived to be a mother. I think I finally realized that sometimes awesome things can still happen to you, and wading through the muck is sometimes worth it to get there. Do I still think about killing myself sometimes? Sure, sure I do...but not seriously anymore. And I don't think I could bring myself as close to it as I did that summer.
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Yeah, I've thought of it, I even tried it once, but honestly the knife hurt too much.But seriously when you think about it what problem is so bad that it won't leave in time. Nothing is worth killing yourself over. NOTHING is ever THAT bad......ever
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why in the fuck would u take ur own life? damn shit pisses me off, if anythin let me come over there n shoot 1 in yo brain for even thinkin bout it............but yea, do it with a gun if anything, not a knife... ( duh )
that was kinda hypocrital i guess but im cash'd like an ash....peace ....wtf was that^^^ lol
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You obviously have no idea what its like. People like you piss me off.
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I've just recently went though the hardest time of my life. In november my brother died. He was only 30. My mom and i went to his apartment, and we walked in and just saw him laying there. my mom thought he was sleeping, and went up to him and he was dead. It wasn't from suicide or anything, it was from that damn ephedra shit. Well anyways, everytime i think of that night, the same picture still runs through my head of him just laying on his couch dead. I can still picture my mom screaming to him "wake up". After all of this that i've recently went though, i havn't once thought about killing myself. I've had dreams abotu my brother, which i believe is actually his spirit. And in my dreams he has told me things about how he is happy and stuff like that. The dreams seem so real, i know that it's him. But the main thing that keeps me from commitiing suicide (even though i would never do it in the first place) is how much it would hurt my whole family. I also agree that if someone kills themself, they're just taking the easy way out. There are things in like that you can't control, and when something happens, it happens, you can't change that. Just remember that over time things get better.
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...... smoke weed..... dont worry... be happy..... buddism.... nirvana.... be enlightened... expect pain in life..... fuck the pain.... and there you have it!
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