The suicide thread from THC-ERRRDAY got me thinking earlier about death and depression etc I read the whole thread and was really touched by some of the posts made by the members here - some really brutally honest posts about suicide and depression - I dont know if THC-ERRRDAY really is suicidal but putting that aside I salute everyone who tried to help him - to the people who told him to get on with it and kill himself I feel really sorry for you - more so than THC in fact - I hope one day that you dont go through these feelings or have to deal with similar feelings of friends or family! Anyway, on my way to the gym I put on a cd that a friend had recently made me by The Streets and one of the songs just seemed so appropriate that I decided to post the lyrics here If you dont know The Streets stuff then the poetry wont seem to flow like a rap but Mike Skinner who writes and sings the songs is a genius in my eyes This song is called "On the edge of a cliff" and talks about feeling suicidal I apologise in advance - I know that there is a section for music but this isnt about music so much, more about life in general and how it's so precious and that sometimes we dont even realise the odds we beat just to be born! ON THE EDGE OF A CLIFF I lay right there once on the edge of the rock I was ready to jump I was ever so lost but this gentlemen stopped and said something I never forgot For billions of years since the outset of time every single one of your ancestors survived every single person on your mums and dad's side successfully looked after and passed onto you life what are the chances of that like it comes to me once in a while and everywhere i tell folk it gets the best smile And then the old man walked away and out of sight till the sound of him hiking turned to the sound of silence I juss froze in a profound surprise and from down on my pride I found a smile to my eyes and for many days again I would be passing the same cliff and on many occasions I would chance on the same thing laying in the moss in the same way I was would be another man looking like he needed a change of luck so I'd say I lay right there once on the edge of the rock I was ready to jump I was ever so lost but this gentlemen stopped and said something I never forgot For billions of years since the outset of time every single one of your ancestors survived every single person on your mums and dad's side successfully looked after and passed onto you life what are the chances of that like it comes to me once in a while and every where i tell folk it gets the best smile For billions of years since the outset of time every single one of your ancestors survived every single person on your mums and dad's side successfully looked after and passed onto you life what are the chances of that like it comes to me once in a while and everywhere i tell folk it gets the best smile
some people think that if someone says they are depressed or feeling suicidal that they just do it for attention. i am sure that that is true in some cases, but they generalize it for everyone. theyre just lucky that they dont know how it feels
yah and then u are now relying on weed to make you feel better, you become addicted to it. You then start getting depressed if u dont have weed. which isnt good.
guys grow up - this thread isnt about smoking weed ffs - it's about remembering how lucky you are to be born at all
Hope you don't mind me thread-jacking you, i just felt like posting the lyrics to the song i'm currently listening to while reading this thread! [Lil' Flip] Yeah Ro, I think today a lovely day No vest, but my glock 40 tucked away I use to hustle yay, and watch for the one time Now I'm caked up, cause I spit punch lines My grandpa, had to show me how to be a man I use to watch him hustle hard, just to get a grand I got a plan to come up, and get mo' cheddar I know you mad, cause my Benz got a lil' leather I'm a go-getter, stacking my paper high I told Z-Ro when I met him, ***** I'ma ride We fuck them *****z heads up, when this shit drop Cause y'all other *****z, fucking up hip-hop I can't stop I won't stop, till I'm gone To all my *****z locked up, I hope y'all come home That's why I'm praying everyday, when I wake up I look around, God blessed me with great stuff [Hook - 2x] (A lovely daaaay), it's a lovely day A lovely day, a lovely day A lovely day, it's a lovely day A lovely, a lovely day [Z-Ro] I must'a, woke up this morning on the right side of bed Cause I can't find nothing to bitch about, even though I'm low on bread And my partna Duke called me, and said he was coming over You know what that mean, them boys out the Clover ain't never sober Ding-dong Lil' Flip, Big Shasta and Den Den This look like a gangsta party to me, come on come in then We know we got a lot of haters, but we ain't tripping Cause we living how we wanna, live daily smoking and sipping When you see us out in public, we got dime pieces with us And we look like we chilling, but it's four or five pieces with us So chill homie, for real homie Cause you don't wanna die, and I don't wanna kill homie But I will homie I ride for Clover Geez, just like I ride for A.B.N. By sneaking up on the opposition, at any event any place they in Except for right now, cause all I wanna do is lay back In a 300 on 22's, or the living room inside a Maybach [Hook - 2x] [Lil' Flip] Before I went platinum, ain't nobody wanna holla It was too many cheats, ain't nobody wanna follow So I had to make moves, on my own man I'm one of the few, Houston rappers with a home man Fifteen thousand square feet, bitch ***** Now that's the real definition, of a rich ***** Crocodile Air Force Ones, blue and gold I'm chilling, but if I got a problem you'll know [Z-Ro] I'm living better now, the Gucci sweater now And that '71 Cadillac on swangas, hold a baretta down Laws already hate us, cause we young black men Especially cause we rappers, with tons of stacks to spend Haters do what they can, kings of the South do what they wanna do The drank is purple the pistol is chrome, and the marijuana blue In the county we wear orange, and state jail is white We don't rack up we act up, all motherfucking night [Big Shasta] It's just the way I shine, in these city streets From the way I grind, so my family can eat When I make a my pay, it's a lovely day Lovely daaay Basically, it gets better just can't give up!
well this is honestly pretty true. usually people who commit suicide dont tell people about it (although there was a week where i was really depressed and the whole week i told my friends all i could think about was death, and at the end of that week i purposely shotup too much fentanyl, enough where i knew there was at least a 70% chance i could die, but my reason for doing it was "if i die then its my time, if i don't then i must be here for a reason" and i did survive, but only cuz the paramedics shot me up with narcan) really though when your feeling like that its best to tell people about it. yes you want attention, but you want good attention, you just need to know that theres people out there who care about you. i don't know about telling an internet message board (although GC is sort of like my e-family) but telling your loved ones can make the difference of life and death. sometimes you just need that positive reinforcement
Ahh, The Streets. Good shit. I'd post some kind of meaningful reply but my mind's kinda blank right now.
I'm pretty sure I'm bipolar, I've had a few friends label me as manic depressive. I think about killing myself every day but I'm not sure if I'll go through with it, but some days it seems so real, some days I scare myself at how close I've got to doing it. I tend to just self medicate with drugs rather than go through the trouble of having to get anti-depressive prescription drugs from a doctor which would take weeks. It helps but isn't something I would ever reccomend. Some people are just built for this type of self destructive behaviour, it's a biological thing for a lot and there's not a whole lot you can do about it. Couple that with a few other deep problems and issues and it's a recipe for disaster. I've been trying to get by hands on some heroin lately to see if it helps. I figure if I'm going to go out first I'm going to try everything within my power to find a cure for it, or at least keep it at bay, and if I go out in the process, I'll be more than happy because it's exactly where I want to be. It's hard living life inside your head. I try not to dwell on it however, it just causes problems for other people. It's most definately my burden. If anyone does want to chat feel free to send me a PM, I know how hard it can be and sometimes an open ear is all you need to take your finger off the trigger, so to speak. For a short while anyways until the next wave hits you. Great song also, makes a lot of sense.
heroin definitely will not cure anything, heroin is what led me to the shitty life i live right now, although i switched from H over to oxycontins at the beginning of the year since i get them real cheap now instead of what i used to pay, 50 for an 80mg, its only 30 now trust me man, it'll fuckin tear you apart when you realize that a drug literally controls your life and your mind, and then you'll wanna die even more
i have depression and tried all the bullshit pills but they just made me all moody and feel weird so i got my mmj card in cali and i haven't thought about suicide at all since if anyone ever mentions suicide you should take it seriously doesn't matter if you think that they want attention or not i actually had a gun in my hand and put it to my head one night when i was feeling really depressed
It's more people posting about how they are going to kill themselves on an internet message board are doing it for attention. It would be one thing if someone posted asking for help because they are having suicidal thoughts and are depressed about life, but when someone posts "How should I kill myself?" or "I'm going to kill myself, bye" then it's clearly for attention. And the streets, ugh, I really can't stand that guys voice/flow. When I'm feeling depressed I like to listen to The Galaxy Song by Monty Python.