I am probably to harsh when it comes to stuff like this, but I think it is just plain selfish to take your own life. I mean, they are gonna be dead, so they can't feel hurt or miss anyone they leave behind. Meanwhile everyone who is left behind wonders, hurts and misses. And it's not from being gatvol, it's taking the easy way out, and honestly we don't need weak-willed people like that around anyway. I just feel sorry for the person who comes to me one day and says they wanna kill themselves, because my response would be....."can I help you"

Posted 3 Dec 2009 by AJRIII

This is such a sensitive topic, just because of the fact that unless you are in that situation, you can never really know what goes through the suicidal persons head just before he/she kills themselves... I am just like you AJRIII I also find the act cowardly... But I guess depression is not something that a mentally healthy person can understand....

I could also never take my own life, as I believe there is always a new day, full of new possibilities..:)

Posted 3 Dec 2009 by Mistery

AJRIII Clearly you have never suffered from depression. I am very happy for you. But when you make idiotic statements like that I actually wish that you may become a depressive.

I have been there and I know how it feels when you just don't want to exist anymore. Nothing seems to matter. Nothing at all.
Not because anything is that seriously wrong, but just because your brain chemicals are so screwed up that you can hardly think straight. You are not week willed. You are ill. Same as if you had cancer.

I thank God everday that I got out of that hole, and it still scares the shit out of me.

Unless you have been there, don't you ever dare judge people who commit suicide.

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by MrsCake

Mistery speaks with wisdom here. We will never know what was going on in that person life or mind.

Depression is a horrid thing and shame on people that say that depression doesn't exist or is only people feeling sorry for themselves.
Depression exist since I am also a depression sufferer. It doesn't let you know when it comes. You can be just fine and the next moment it hits you and it feels like the whole world is against you. You start thinking about morbid things like your inevitable death and the death of your parents and siblings. They are going to die and you will be alive to feel the pain of losing a loved one. There is no point to life. You are trapped in a system you cant escape. All these things go through your mind, until a day or 2 later and everything is fine again.

I think committing suicide is not a cowardice death, why there are many people that are considered heroes for committing suicide like the Kamakazi pilots of Japan during world war 2. For them there was no greater honour then to sacrifice your life and taking as many enemies with you as you can. Like Another said, I would never be able to conscientiously hold a weapon in my head and know I'm going to kill myself. Its a very scary thought and it sends shivers down my spine. I simply love life to much despite the depression.

For another person that simply isn't enough to hold on to and carry on fighting. It is sad that the crazy world has once again consumed another person. Besides the pain of losing someone can never be lessened no matter which way the person left the world. Be it suicide or a car accident. The pain to family members remain the same just the questions differ.

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by Commissar

Very well said Commissar.

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by MrsCake

@ Commissar, I take my hat off to you. I wrote that WOMF just wanting a reaction, someone else to attack me and tell me that they wished something on me, much like MrsCake did. But was quite taken aback when someone who has full understanding on the subject was able to enlighten me with a proper description of what those people go through. I must say that I do take back a lot of what I said (where a lot of it was said in anger for obvious reasons) and apologise that I didn't understand fully what a person is thinking at that time. You really are very knowledgeable and best is that YOU do not judge those that don't understand, but rather try to help them in understanding. If there were more people like you around, there would be a lot less lost people. I'm sure that you handle your depression very well, and hopefully one day all will work out wonderfully for you. You seem like a wonderful person.
@MrsCake, you should learn not to wish what you go through onto other people, then it wouldn't come back and bite you in the ar$e. It comes across in what you wrote that you are a very unhappy person and probably feel better about yourself when you see others unhappy. (Sorry didn’t work with me) Probably not as loved as you should be (however I am not surprised). Maybe you should make an appointment with Commissar and see if happiness can shine on you too! I will judge, because unlike you, I didn't want to kill MYSELF, but rather lost someone VERY close to me. I am still angry and will remain so. His actions made a huge impact on others lives, and he didn't take that into consideration before he did what he did. What I also think is that these days depression is diagnosed incorrectly and every second tom, dick and harry that walk into a Psychiatrist office, get recommended to go onto anti-depressants. I believe in REAL depression, but don’t tell me realistically cases have increased 80% over the last years, because that is bullsh!t. The world is a hard place to live in and there are many challenges placed in front of you. But your coping mechanism should be finding ways to put it behind you and move forward, YOU ARE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE. Understand that I never said that DEPRESSANTS are selfish; I said people who commit suicide are, and that I probably will never understand.

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by AJRIII

All I can say is......WOW, that was a wonderful compliment and has place a huge smile on my face. Amazing what a few kind words can do :) Thank you

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by Commissar

Is a book written by Andrew Solomon, who suffers from Manic depression.

I have to admit that it is an incredibly heavy read and I have never managed to finish it, but it really does give a very clear understanding of the world of the depressive.

My mother was diagnosed manic depressive and my partner/boyfriend suffers from dysthymic disorder (the lows without the highs), the best description he gives is that the World goes grey.

As someone who has never suffered from depression, but is on the outside looking at loved ones go somewhere where I cannot follow, and where I cannot go fetch them is really difficult.

I used to get angry and frustrated but there is a description of depression from Noonday Demon that really made a difference to my understanding. I cannot quote it verbatim, but it's something along the lines of: Depression is a selfish, ugly disease that tries to take everything that is good in your life and destroy it.

Posted 4 Dec 2009 by Poodle

Notwithstanding the depression, I'm quite a happy person, thank you AJRII. I just get incredibly upset when people condemn others for suicide. Poodle, I think you would understand how frustrating it is when outsiders don't understand and make hurtful comments in their ignorance.

Posted 8 Dec 2009 by MrsCake

It's scary as hell. All of it.

A few years back, in my first year of college, I started getting these random bouts of negativity, although by nature I was an extremely positive person. I didn't think much of it at first, acknowledging it only with a few journal entries, but the states grew worse and worse. Finally I went to see a psychologist, because I was becoming so hazy in my head I would pick things up without remembering why, end up somewhere without really remembering how I got there or sit in class without being able to understand a word the lecturers were saying, even when they spoke English.

The psychologist referred me to a doctor. I'd always been very night active and by then my insomnia was at its height. I couldn't concentrate, shifted between too tired to get out of bed to being too wired to sit still for more than a minute. My mood was constantly swaying, I could be set off by the smallest thing, or not be bothered by the greatest offense. The doctor told be the constant feeling of adrenalin and heart palpitations sounded like a panic attack, even though panic was the last thing on my mind. So he reffered me to a psychiatrist.

I don't like shrinks of any kind, or doctors for that matter. But anyone could tell something was wrong and my grades and relationships were suffering, not to mention my mental state of mind. The thought of death occupied my mind almost permanently. It seemed the only logical next step as all my feelings of happiness and belonging were snuffed out by this strange limbo.

I went into treatment. I started drinking. At some point I even took drugs. I wanted to die, but I didn't want anyone to know about it so I pretended to be fine. I kept pretending until I realized that quite unconsciously I'd been hoarding my anti-psychotics, the ones that sent me into dreamland and robot mode. And I would stare at that box again and again, when my friends were over, when I was alone.

Posted 8 Dec 2009 by lailashka