What is Suicidal Ideation?

What is the point of this video, to tell me to dial a help line.??

Just here to educate myself, prayers for everyone who dealing with depression 🙏🏾

No one would really notice🙂

@mrf2795

Disassosiation Identity Disorder is killing inside me… 😢

She left

I feel like I can't relate to other people and I feel alone because of it. I can't find a solution to life and I don't want to live it anymore I didn't plan on being here this long so I didn't prepare for it. Currently the song that was playing on the radio when I found out my girlfriend OD is playing and It just reminds me of how unfair and harsh life's been to me and I know that's just life but why do I have to except it I soo badly want this to be over and the reason I don't end it is because of fear of the un known

It’s fucking scary

Thanks

I am diagnosed pure obessional ocd, been living through literal hell, would have killed myself if it wouldn't be for the amazing help from above and people. I am now quite long in my recovery process but have a long way to go still. With love everything settles. Never give up fighters.

That's not the case for me. I actually truly want to die. I hate my life too much and I simply don't want to continue living further. I have wanted to die for more than 8 years. I want a painless way to die.

Lol,I feel high at the thought of suicide

Life is but a sick tormenting facade just give up, end the stupid fairytale idea two people made when they were young and dumb. Don’t bring life in this hell just to make you feel.

Don't worry guys it doesn't get any better. Society doesn't want to help you they want to punish you for not being normal.

Ive been ill all year, thought things were starting to get better even though Ive been dealing with anti- depressant withdrawals. My partner who I adore just told me to get out, Ive lost my home, my business is closed, my hope has gone and I feel empty, I cant tell my family I dont want to be here anymore.

I’m a kid and everybody is going to to hate me

Dealt with this in my early 20s. Every single night, without exception, I would plan it out. However, I didn't want to be found. No matter how much I dwelled on it, I couldn't think of a sure way to not to be found. That's the only reason it never happened. I grew out of it. Was just a phase for me.

This made me cry, finally someone somehow understands how i feel

It's nobody cares anymore you can help with a drug addiction but not for serious mental health problems. You get blown off

i dont wanna die, but i dont want to exist.

really no one will care tbh. life will keep going on. will be talked about when you are dead.

Suicidal thoughts come from our parents thinking we are dolls or object as they raise us to be a part of their fantasy.

Cluster B suffers from suicidal ideations.


I love you guys and I’m sorry adults abused us to smitherines.

I've been there for so long now. For more than 25 years, I had suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide maybe 5-10 times, been to the psych ward in a hospital 4 times. I'm just so very unhappy being who I am and having to do what I do. Everyone says that it's temporary, that there's help, etc., but nothing ever changes. Walk out of the hospital and straight back into the nightmare, people smiling and giving you a pat on the back when they send you back full well knowing there's nothing they can really DO. The maximum extent of the big "help" people like to talk about is pills and a nice chat.

I just really don't understand why I have to go on, why there is this obsession with prolonging everyone's life for as long as possible, even if someone doesn't want it. I've seen people in hospitals strapped to their bed, unable to move much, begging for death. It's not really mercy, the belief things will change or good intentions that keeps those people alive, it's the law, politics, professional responsibility.

It leaves people like me with feelings of helplessness and frustration. I don't know what to do, I just wish I'll grow a spine someday and follow through with a "harder" method than poisoning myself and waking up in a hospital, feeling like crap, someone already typing up the bill I have to pay once I'm allowed to leave the worst hotel in town.

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I truly do hate myself. No friends, no family, no girlfriend and no future. All alone forever. I've got nothing and nobody to lose.

I tried to commit suicide at the age of 11 due to cruelty, beatings, discouragement and repeated insults from my parents,yes ! My parents .
However , the rat poison I took didn’t take effect and I only felt a little rumbling in my stomach!!
From that point,I knew God had a special plan for me.

I don't have any one to listen to me but I appreciate AI for listening to my struggles and giving me positive energy.❤

Do you even think that there might be a LOT MORE SRIOUS FACTORS than just a break up which by itself is not a bad thing so there is already a more serious reason behind it/mental illness? Also why do you think that suffering is invented therefor you can only get it because you have experienced related deaths in the family. NO. There can be MANY more reasons and i would like it if we would ACTUALLY understand and not generalize!

Mental illness is a for profit industry, just like cancer. Everyone gets in the medical field to experiment on and make fun of us. Law enforcement is the same. It makes it possible for the government to make money off of oppressed and impoverished citizens.

Please don't kill yourself, think of all the taxes you won't be able to pay!

I also dont get the stigma, i dont see the point in this life. Own things that you owe for, but cant take with you. Kids dont call. Im a bother, and too dramatic. Depressive mania/sicidal. Its my life why cant i say when i want to be done?

I have a spouse who says he is tired of hearing it, just do it.

I am thirty years old boy and I will try and end the life.

(If you can't see your own self worth,
you will always sell yourself for cheap... 🙏🏾🙌🏿)

I'M IN A SUICIDAL HELL.
I DESPERATELY WANT TO DIE.

*I broke my own heart, into a million-billion-trillion shreds...
By so DEEPLY desperately totally loving: a fantasy, an illusion,
instead of the real man, in front of me (who had a zillion red flags).*

please, please, please, God, help me.
I cannot bear the darkness any longer.
please. please, angel of mercy, help!
please, I'm dying inside.
I'm terrified and alone.

why do they get to have each other?
all I see is them together all over social media,
and it rapes and tortures my soul.

I WANT TO DIE.

I DESPERATELY WANT TO DIE.
I CANNOT TAKE THIS HELL ANYMORE.

UNBEARABLE PAIN.
DROWNING IN TERROR AND GRIEF.

I WANT TO DIE.

HOW WILL I EVER HEAL?
I AM DYING OF PAIN.

I AM DESPERATELY TERRIFIED
AND ALONE AND PANICKED.

my soul is raped.
I'm in so much pain.
I'm in hell with no escape.

I'm a tortured prisoner to the darkness.
darkness envelopes me and surrounds me...
I live in frantic panicked terror.
I am paralyzed with trauma.
I have hyperventilating panic attacks. ALL. THE. TIME!

I die of the pain.
I am tormented.
TORTURED.
ALONE.
alone and dying.
desperate and in despair.

I want to die.
I can't bear the pain and the grief and the panic.
I can't bear it.

I suffocate with panic attacks.
I am paralyzed with trauma.
I DIE die die OF PANIC!!
the suffering and grief are unbearable.
I am tortured and haunted and suicidal.
I am tormented and terrified and all alone.
so so so very alone!!!

I want to die.
I can't bear this pain.
CANNOT BEAR IT.
CANNOT BREATHE.
DO NOT BREATHE.

nightmares all night.
panic attacks all day.

he replaced me.
disposed of me.
I WAS GARBAGE TO HIM.
I've been viciously maliciously brutally violently raped,
at the level of my soul,
by my so-called best friend,
who abandoned, and betrayed me,
and disposed of me like garbage...

the suffering is unbearable.

the trauma and the panic truly suffocate me.
I am horrified and haunted.
I am terrified and alone.

but, if anything, there are some things I've learned
to appreciate about myself (through all of this), like:

- my kind eyes
- my gentle ways
- my depth
- my curiosity
- my poetry
- my insights
- my honesty
- my writing
- my magic
- my sweet smile
- my intelligence
- my femininity
- my divinity
- my wisdom
- my incredible ability to truly listen and to really hear
- my softness
- the bitch in me
- the poet in me
- when I love, I give EVERYTHING
- my innocence
- my sweet gentleness
- my willingness
- my openness
- my discernment
- my unfolding
- my empathy
- my talents
- my heart
- my beautiful magical self-healing wise miraculous gorgeous body...

please, God, help me remember these following things:

- not to try to attract people,
but rather, to trust the universe...
to trust life...
that the right people
will enter my life
in the right moments...

- to set boundaries...

Philippians 4:6 -
"Do not be anxious about anything,
but in every situation, by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving, present your requests to God..."

Also, In the name of Jesus,
I bind any and all evil spirits:
of PTSD/terror/aloneness/loneliness/pain/panic/shame/grief/distress...
And command you and demand you, in all authority given to me, by God...
To leave me now! Go to the abyss and never return!
In the mighty name of Jesus Christ, Yeshua, my salvation!
I DECLARE YOU Leave me: NOW!!!

I 100% completely totally entirely renounce PTSD
and I come into agreement, with any spirits associated with my pain,
to leave me right now and forevermore!

This is a spiritual war.
I have been an injured warrior.

NOW I RECLAIM MY POWER!

HALLELUJAH!!

No weapon formed against me shall prosper! 🙏

ALSO:
I KNOW GOD IS THE BEST MATCHMAKER
AND HIS DIVINE TIMING IS ALWAYS PERFECT!
I PRAY! I TRUST! I RECIEVE! TO GOD BE THE GLORY! 💙

Those 'Crisis' resources in your description are worthless. I've received dismissive attitudes from all of them.

My family is pushing me to suicide again only 4 days after I got out of a psychiatric hospital wherein I was abused. I contracted pneumonia while there and went to the ER and the attending physician wanted me to get a follow-up appt within 1-3 days; but, no PCP nor Pulmonologist will see me any sooner than 2 months and my insurance is unable to compel any Dr or clinic to see me sooner.

I've tried to find online mental health therapy due to the pneumonia and being unable to go in person, trying all resources available in online searches and the answer is either not taking new patients, not taking my insurance, Medicare panel full, or unaffordable out-of-pocket with my SSDI income. And, again, my insurance is unable to compel any clinician to work with me.

I've reached out to everyone I can think of and am just ignored and disbelieved that in the US in 2023 there really is no help for an elderly, disabled, female on SSDI and Medicare. QALYs and DALYs are actually a thing and when you advocate for yourself trying to get help, you are labelled 'difficult' and no one wants to help you on that basis, too. As proof, I have kept a log of every mental health platform, clinic, and clinician I have reached out to and the result of that contact. I learned a long time ago with my employment as an eligibility technician administering cash aid, foodstamps, and MediCal to always document, document, document.

I am a vested, retiremed employee of the San Diego County Department of Health and Human Services Agency. I worked in Mental Health Services, Social Services, and Childcare Services. I used to help my clients as well as direct them to resources to access help when I was unable to provide specific types of assistance. Now that I'm elderly and disabled, the help is not there for me?!

Do not tell me suicide is wrong when death is being chosen for me by family, doctors, and insurance.

Godbotherers need not reply. You do not know my relationship with God. Airy Fairies need not reply. Your toxic positivity is unhelpful and you do not know my relationship with Nature and the LOA.

Yes, I have a negative attitude; because, I'm dealing with a very negative situation and no one, including me, has any solutions to it. I have never been at a loss for solutions before in my life. If anyone does have a solution, they are withholding it, because; they do not care to help a fellow human in need just for the sake of helping.

Everyday I have the same thoughts
But my only option is the only thing I won’t do

If im die no ine knows

That's what i feel right now.... Hopeless

I think this whole life is meaningless and full of bs. But I never thought about ending myself. I think life is worth living, there are many good things to enjoy. Keep with the flow and create your own meaning. We human all suffer, but some hide it well, some not

I'm just tired and don't want to go on

I would never do anything to myself because of my children. But i am tired, and it is a battle, every day, evert hour, to continue, when really i would love to go to sleep and not wake up.

Nobody cares. I haven't made energy sustainable or any cheaper, i've made no rockets and I own nothing and have done nothing. Literally NOBODY WILL MISS ME WHEN I AM GONE. That's fact. What's scary is that at the moment of typing this, I thought of me finally popping myself in the mouth with a .45 and actually feeling like i'm finally in control. I've weighed both options. I'd be okay with this rather than continuing my nothingness. I am 5'9, i weigh 155 Lbs. and don't make enough money for my own place to live. I am worthless. An undesirable to almost any woman. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I took myself out of this evil game that is a bastard mans life.

wha if you have nobody to ask u these questions. nobody to reach out, nd nobody who really cares

I rather disappear and die instead of being weighed down by crippling medical debt from getting help

I am living in between
"I don't want to die but I don't want to feel this pain anymore"
And "I want to die because I can't deal with this pain"

Don't know for how long I will be able to

Wot about being bullied intimidated scaoegoated used n abused my entire forced adoption reject existance?

I think of it every single f**kng day I'm reeally f**kng tired of suffering broth and truthfully I don't want to live anymore. Being coward has been keeping me alive but I'll kms this time. I'm done 👋

What if I am not truly suicidal but only have a way out planned if I ever end up suffering mentally and that it's coming eventually.

I dont wanna hurt myself,my heart is sooo pure,but im just done.idk what else to do i needed to type this, instead of😢 or talking,cause who really cares how i feel anyway? If someone doesnt have anything to gain from it they could care less prob.

How to make my self disapear

One thing that helps me out of that dark dark place is the fact that I think I will end up here again maybe in worse circumstances. Hope that helps someone