NemoZeno
Quae Est Absurdum
- Nov 6, 2018
- 78
"I wonder if the more you plan a suicide the less likely you might actually do it. Or maybe it's makes it easier when the impulse of suicide returns?"
There's definitely merit that it does help alleviate suicidal thoughts although the most professionals would steer clear of that as it's not a positive coping mechanism in their opinion AFAIK.
In my uninformed opinion, I'm guessing professionals prefer misdirection (positive affirmations, CBT to a certain extent, distractions) instead of precariously "embracing" the problematic thought since the latter is riskier (both in terms of liability for them and for the possibility that quasi-accepting the thoughts may lead to pro-death acceptance).
I don't have anything against suicide notes if others choose to do it but recently I have had an "ideological" distaste for them.
In my view, even if their are dear loved ones left behind who more or less deserve some closure that it offers, it's...ideologically the antithesis of virtually everything I believe/subjectively (therefore inanely and paradoxically) value:
I DESPISE ([my] conscious) existence.
Willing myself to exert the effort and thought of writing a note (thereby taking solace in the act) is to "give credence" to living. It shows an annoyingly lingering attachment and sentiment to the lying trap that "is" existence.
Fuck that: I'm well aware it doesn't matter and that it's nonsensical but when I die I'm not "giving" anyone or "life" (god, spirit/the absolute, whatever) the "satisfaction" of showing the human instinct for preferring to live which is partially exemplified by last words.
Also, let's not kid ourselves: it's never "enough" for the living. Unless you went the Mitchel Heisman and wrote a 1874 pg "note" but it was direct instead of semi-academic. Even then, it seems likely his close friends and family didn't get that much more benefit getting a tomb of a note vs of a few pages which is roughly the norm. The same applies to all who endeavor to give final thoughts.
Getting things in order does certainly make it easier for me to prepare: doesn't matter what happens since all my things are in order and there's no "whataboutism".
No belongings to care about (finances, clothes, whatever possessions): I can just up and die. The loved ones, as "heartless" as it it, will have to fend for themselves.
I'm sorry to say I'm much more sheltered so, while we both arrived at the same place (no sentimentality left), I arrived at that via semi-Stoicism. Which is "easier" to come to if you come from a place of "balance" (privilege).
Your flair reminds me of a gif I saved:
There's definitely merit that it does help alleviate suicidal thoughts although the most professionals would steer clear of that as it's not a positive coping mechanism in their opinion AFAIK.
In my uninformed opinion, I'm guessing professionals prefer misdirection (positive affirmations, CBT to a certain extent, distractions) instead of precariously "embracing" the problematic thought since the latter is riskier (both in terms of liability for them and for the possibility that quasi-accepting the thoughts may lead to pro-death acceptance).
I don't have anything against suicide notes if others choose to do it but recently I have had an "ideological" distaste for them.
In my view, even if their are dear loved ones left behind who more or less deserve some closure that it offers, it's...ideologically the antithesis of virtually everything I believe/subjectively (therefore inanely and paradoxically) value:
I DESPISE ([my] conscious) existence.
Willing myself to exert the effort and thought of writing a note (thereby taking solace in the act) is to "give credence" to living. It shows an annoyingly lingering attachment and sentiment to the lying trap that "is" existence.
Fuck that: I'm well aware it doesn't matter and that it's nonsensical but when I die I'm not "giving" anyone or "life" (god
Also, let's not kid ourselves: it's never "enough" for the living. Unless you went the Mitchel Heisman and wrote a 1874 pg "note" but it was direct instead of semi-academic. Even then, it seems likely his close friends and family didn't get that much more benefit getting a tomb of a note vs of a few pages which is roughly the norm. The same applies to all who endeavor to give final thoughts.
Getting things in order does certainly make it easier for me to prepare: doesn't matter what happens since all my things are in order and there's no "whataboutism".
No belongings to care about (finances, clothes, whatever possessions): I can just up and die. The loved ones, as "heartless" as it it, will have to fend for themselves.
The secret to leaving an empty apartment is to have lost everything through years of homelessness already. No room for sentimentality when everything is already lost...or so I tell myself.
I'm sorry to say I'm much more sheltered so, while we both arrived at the same place (no sentimentality left), I arrived at that via semi-Stoicism. Which is "easier" to come to if you come from a place of "balance" (privilege).
Your flair reminds me of a gif I saved:
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