suicidepanda
delightfully dreadful
- Sep 25, 2023
- 39
Hi! i just joined this forum. I'd like to kick things off with a question I've had hovering in my mind for awhile. Is it morally okay to romanticize and or feel extremely comforted by the idea of suicide?
let me delve deeper into what I personally mean by this question, for anyone who's prepared to read.
Sometimes, I'm not sure why, maybe it's related to the state of my mind, but I often find myself romanticizing the idea of suicide. And it doesn't stop there. I find myself re-entering reality after long dissociative episodes sitting in front of my notebook with drawings depicting CTB, S/H, S/A, and OD. It's not that I find any of these things cute or funny or see it in a lighthearted way, but I do find it beautiful and fascinating, in a way. I find my own brain fascinating. My own thoughts and feelings and words. And I find a sense of comfort in CTB, I find love and happiness and joy, when really… people make it out to be sadness, anger, angst, anxiety, depression… why do I see it this way? am I just seeing CTB as a release to all my problems, or is there an underlying indication of.. some kind of weird special interest in death?
to make this feel shorter, I just want to plainly explain that I fantasize about CTB all the time. I fantasize about it being the perfect act…
is this morally okay? Is it okay to be in love with the idea of suicide, or are my thoughts and actions unjust?
let me delve deeper into what I personally mean by this question, for anyone who's prepared to read.
Sometimes, I'm not sure why, maybe it's related to the state of my mind, but I often find myself romanticizing the idea of suicide. And it doesn't stop there. I find myself re-entering reality after long dissociative episodes sitting in front of my notebook with drawings depicting CTB, S/H, S/A, and OD. It's not that I find any of these things cute or funny or see it in a lighthearted way, but I do find it beautiful and fascinating, in a way. I find my own brain fascinating. My own thoughts and feelings and words. And I find a sense of comfort in CTB, I find love and happiness and joy, when really… people make it out to be sadness, anger, angst, anxiety, depression… why do I see it this way? am I just seeing CTB as a release to all my problems, or is there an underlying indication of.. some kind of weird special interest in death?
to make this feel shorter, I just want to plainly explain that I fantasize about CTB all the time. I fantasize about it being the perfect act…
is this morally okay? Is it okay to be in love with the idea of suicide, or are my thoughts and actions unjust?