How did you get over your parents crying due to you being suicidal?

[nopeaceofmind]

Seeing my mom cry about this shit was pretty hard. Im always reminded of what I have in life in comparison to others and the sacrifices made to get me here. But Im also reminded of how much I disappoint her, my family, and everyone I meet. I just cant find a good reason to live or a future worth living for. I know my end on this planet will be a suicide, I just feel weak for pushing it back. My suicidal thoughts just dont stop.

 

[LaVieEnRose]

How do you know you disappoint people?

 

[EvisceratedJester]

Their emotions are temporary. Eventually, they'll just move on with their lives, like everyone else does. At the end of the day, you will die and it will upset any family members and loved ones you have who are alive to witness it. You killing yourself won't make any difference at the end of the day.

Even when my family was crying after my suicide attempt I was aware of the fact that they were likely just acting up as a result of shock. When I do ctb they'll probably end up crying, but once time goes by and they realize that it was the best for all of it they will likely just move on with their lives. People get upset over the death of others, especially when it comes to those whom they knew, partly out of instinct. Once that dies down, they just move on with their lives.

 

[Photographer Fizzle]

I hate feeling like a self-absorbed narc, but my reaction to posts such as these is always: That must be nice. I'm older now, and I've been homeless. I moved bavk in with my abusive NPD mother out of desperation a few months ago. A couple weeks ago, I was angry and shouted and leaked that death for me was imminent, and nothing. No response. No emotion. That's what happens when you grow up with a narc as a "caregiver."
I always say to you guys who have real family to try to cherish that love. Of course, it could all be performance. I've dated BPD. I've seen the performances of real emotion. But assuming it is real family with real love, you're lucky.

 

[miserablemarbles]

I hate feeling like a self-absorbed narc, but my reaction to posts such as these is always: That must be nice. I'm older now, and I've been homeless. I moved bavk in my abusive NPD mother out of desperation. I was angry and shouted and leaked that death for me was imminent, and nothing. No response. No emotion. That's what happens when you grow up with a narc as a "caregiver."
I always say to you guys who have real family to try to cherish that love. Of course, it could all be performance. I've dated BPD. I've seen the performances of real emotion. But assuming it is real family with real love, you're lucky.

I feel the same as you. I would give anything for my family to care

When I was younger they did but they got sick of dealing with my mental illness

 

[Ligottian]

My parents have been dead for over 6 and 7 years, respectively.

 

[hi-okbye]

it was kind of tough watching her cry on my bedside in the hospital. she doesn't cry very often, and it never gets easier. when she starts crying that's when i really know i hurt her. i hate the way i act, it's believed i could have BPD, and honestly i think so too. i constantly do and say things to her that she never deserved from me.
as for the question, i'm not really sure how to deal with it. maybe try comforting her, letting her know that you'll be okay, even if you wont. sometimes extending good to others can make ourselves feel a bit better.

 

[warm dreams]

This is a difficult topic for me. I feel bad because I don't allow my family to live calmly and happily. I blame myself for my depression and suicidal tendencies. I went to rehab twice (I'm not a drug addict or an alcoholic, my relatives just thought it necessary to do it because they were afraid that I would kill myself). Every time I left rehab, I put on a happy mask so as not to upset my parents. But I never stopped thinking about death. I can't even imagine the pain I will cause to my family in the future.

 

[Smelly_ballz]

My parents didn't cry, but my romantic partner did. You just gotta comfort them like they are crying about someone else. I know it is probably lying, but you can say that you will be okay. They might buy it, and you might even buy it too! Let them know you love them and that you know they love you (if this is true and believe they do love you).

 

[reddeath]

I told my parents I was suicidal when I was 17 and they didn't really react. My mom gave me a talk about how bad other people have it and after that there was no change. They don't mock or belittle me as much anymore which is nice. I had done some minor cuts to my arms up until then but no actual attempt so maybe they just thought it was teenage angst. It feels kinda underwhelming to me but I don't talk to people so it might be completely normal.

 

[_smile_]

My parents do not know and my husband did not really care. I've been contemplating letting my parents know about my hospital visit, but I'm not ready yet. They don't really understand mental health.

All you can do is hope that one day they will understand. It's difficult to see those we love suffer, but at the same time it's OUR life. It's OUR mind that won't turn off. No one else can live our lives for us.

 

[Leavesfromthevine]

I don't know if my parent knows I'm exactly suicidal but she does know I live dangerously so the talk of me dying young has happened a handful of times. She didn't seem upset just disappointed so hopefully when I ctb she won't be surprised just disappointed that I went out like that instead of my fast life.

 

[GlassAlwaysEmpty]

My mum knows how I feel and she obvisouly finds it difficult. I just try and hide things as much as possible from her to avoid more heartache.
If I'm feeling bad I don't tell her that I am, if she asks if im doing alright and i'm not I tell her "sure i'm doing fine."

I live alone so it's easier to hide how I really am. Would be more difficult i'f I still lived with my mum I guess.

 

[BlazingBob]

My parents cried, for joy. My dad has suggested that I ctb many times. He truly doesn't care if I live or die. We have no relationship at all. My mom only cares insofar as it would affect her but doesn't give a about my quality of life, just stay alive until she dies so she doesn't have to deal with it. I've never known the love of parents or what it's like to be part of a loving family. To have family that actually cares is completely foreign to me. Sometimes it's hard to relate to some of the posts in here.

I hate feeling like a self-absorbed narc, but my reaction to posts such as these is always: That must be nice. I'm older now, and I've been homeless. I moved bavk in with my abusive NPD mother out of desperation a few months ago. A couple weeks ago, I was angry and shouted and leaked that death for me was imminent, and nothing. No response. No emotion. That's what happens when you grow up with a narc as a "caregiver."
I always say to you guys who have real family to try to cherish that love. Of course, it could all be performance. I've dated BPD. I've seen the performances of real emotion. But assuming it is real family with real love, you're lucky.

Thanks for saying that. Both my parents are self centered, selfish immature narcs. Rotten to the core. I've met ice cubes that are warmer than my mom. Both are lying, back stabbing, manipulative snakes.