I can remember when I first made up my mind concerning assisted suicide. It was in 7th class religon lessons (this is many many years since). To that time I was supporter of the christian-conservative party in my country. I can remember this very well (my memory is highly selective) . I watched some talk-shows and read some newspaper articles in order to do my homework in order to collect pro and contra arguments. So I watched the politicians of my favorite party explaining why suffering people should not have the right to choose about their death. I spottet they were talking bullshit after some time.
(No joke this is roundabout a decade ago but I can remember it. I was proud about that after my first psychosis and I thought a lot about it. The psychosis happened some years after this debate.)
In class our religion teacher wanted to have a debate. He forced me to be member of the pro-argument for assisted suicide team. Because I said I am pro-choice. The other members of my team were some students who did not give a fuck about this topic. The pro-life team consisted of a daughter of a doctor who later had the perfect grade when she graduated many years ago. Moreover another very eager girl. The mother always was in the first row in the church. So deeply religious. Though I cannot remember the last member of the pro-life team.
To sum it up I destroyed them during the debate. Even the religion teacher (absolutely pro-life) came to me after the debate and wanted to look again at the notes I have made. He wrote a praise in my notebook. I cannot exactly remember the details of the debate. I think I still know some points. The pro-lifers wanted to be the compassionate ones who wanted to save lives. And considered the other side as immoral. My final point was (I think) that there are some people who simply don't want to live, suffer every single day and we leave this people alone. This is not compassionate. This is not what christianity is about. (To that point I somewhat believed in God. Now I am atheist.) The argument was good because I used their religion against them. LOL
Sorry for this long story. Roundabout one year after this event I developed my first hypomania and also the first suicidal thoughts began. As I said during my first severe depression with severe suicidality I was glad I was always on the right side. For me suicide has always an ethical perspective.
I am not sure why my brain works so selective. I barely remember the stuff I have learned last week for college. But there are some events many of them suicide related which I don't forget that easily.
(No joke this is roundabout a decade ago but I can remember it. I was proud about that after my first psychosis and I thought a lot about it. The psychosis happened some years after this debate.)
In class our religion teacher wanted to have a debate. He forced me to be member of the pro-argument for assisted suicide team. Because I said I am pro-choice. The other members of my team were some students who did not give a fuck about this topic. The pro-life team consisted of a daughter of a doctor who later had the perfect grade when she graduated many years ago. Moreover another very eager girl. The mother always was in the first row in the church. So deeply religious. Though I cannot remember the last member of the pro-life team.
To sum it up I destroyed them during the debate. Even the religion teacher (absolutely pro-life) came to me after the debate and wanted to look again at the notes I have made. He wrote a praise in my notebook. I cannot exactly remember the details of the debate. I think I still know some points. The pro-lifers wanted to be the compassionate ones who wanted to save lives. And considered the other side as immoral. My final point was (I think) that there are some people who simply don't want to live, suffer every single day and we leave this people alone. This is not compassionate. This is not what christianity is about. (To that point I somewhat believed in God. Now I am atheist.) The argument was good because I used their religion against them. LOL
Sorry for this long story. Roundabout one year after this event I developed my first hypomania and also the first suicidal thoughts began. As I said during my first severe depression with severe suicidality I was glad I was always on the right side. For me suicide has always an ethical perspective.
I am not sure why my brain works so selective. I barely remember the stuff I have learned last week for college. But there are some events many of them suicide related which I don't forget that easily.
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