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- May 5, 2022
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My extreme phases of suicidal ideation come from what is more commonly know as transitional depression. Basically, every time a big change has the potential to occur in my life, I simply over think the situation and filter the outcomes through the worse case scenarios and simply just want to die rather than deal with anything that disrupts my comfort zone. It's a major reason why I have next to no ambition as far as my job or doing anything meaningful in life.
Aside from those extreme situations, I generally have a black cloud over my head. Sure, I have the ability to convey an artifical positive persona as I'm sure many of you have learned to exhibit as to not draw attention to your⅖ inner suffering... but my inner monolog is always the same. What is the point? Why am I putting myself through this? Do I really care about anything but myself? Should I end everything? Am I coward? Do I care what others will say? Just constant noise that doesn't turn off unless I'm asleep.
Something just happened at my job that may seems very trivial to anyone looking at the issue without my prospective but to me is was a complete slap in the face and is now going to effect my daily routine that helps me curb my thoughts of ctb. I want to lash out and put my foot down and I still might but I just feel this leading into that extreme depressive phase I mentioned and I dread those feelings of helplessness.
So I wonder... is there ever a wrong reason to want to die? Sometimes something will slip out of my hand and while bending down to pick it up like some automatic program action... I will think I just want to die. And I really from the bottom of my heart mean that shit. Just because I dropped something. Even accidently bitting my inner cheek is enough to say fuck this I want to hang myself.
At what point is it just an overreaction because I'm so miserable every day.
Living sucks. Dying seems painful. No existence seems boring. Ugh.
Aside from those extreme situations, I generally have a black cloud over my head. Sure, I have the ability to convey an artifical positive persona as I'm sure many of you have learned to exhibit as to not draw attention to your⅖ inner suffering... but my inner monolog is always the same. What is the point? Why am I putting myself through this? Do I really care about anything but myself? Should I end everything? Am I coward? Do I care what others will say? Just constant noise that doesn't turn off unless I'm asleep.
Something just happened at my job that may seems very trivial to anyone looking at the issue without my prospective but to me is was a complete slap in the face and is now going to effect my daily routine that helps me curb my thoughts of ctb. I want to lash out and put my foot down and I still might but I just feel this leading into that extreme depressive phase I mentioned and I dread those feelings of helplessness.
So I wonder... is there ever a wrong reason to want to die? Sometimes something will slip out of my hand and while bending down to pick it up like some automatic program action... I will think I just want to die. And I really from the bottom of my heart mean that shit. Just because I dropped something. Even accidently bitting my inner cheek is enough to say fuck this I want to hang myself.
At what point is it just an overreaction because I'm so miserable every day.
Living sucks. Dying seems painful. No existence seems boring. Ugh.