
Tapir
Tapirus pinchaque
- Feb 12, 2022
- 18
Like many people on this forum I have had depression and suicidal ideation for almost my entire life and very consciously at least since I was 9 years old. The last three years have been extremely hard for me. I tried some different psychiatric drugs that I had never been on before, but to no effect (my experience with drugs in general). I began working again with a therapist I had worked with for quite a few years and found good and helpful for a long time, but her answer now for everything seems to be based on the idea that things will get better eventually. But … but they're not. When I was younger I did think that eventually I would find some sort of treatment or lifestyle that would work but I don't think that any longer. I think this is how my brain is and it's not going to change.
My life is basically constructed around trying to survive my symptoms – extreme exhaustion, chronic migraines, lack of real desire to do almost anything. The idea that I might have to spend 20 or 30 or 40 more years feeling like this is horrible to me. SN seems like not a terrible way to go. I understand that it is perhaps not completely discomfort free. But 10-20 minutes of even extreme pain seems a price I am willing to pay to end my joyless slog of existence.
I'm surprised at how sad I feel about having to die alone. I view my death as the end of a long and terminal illness. If I had a terminal physical illness I could have my friends with me all holding my hands etc. (I'm not killing myself with some person I found on the internet. I'm sure there are many decent and equally miserable people out there, but I'm not in any condition to screen for this sort of thing.) But if you have a terminal mental illness, you die alone. Another fear that I cannot really voice anywhere else is that my friends will think "well, at least her suffering is over" when really what I wanted was to not suffer in the first place. But I suppose many people who are sick wish they were able to get better instead of dying?
My life is basically constructed around trying to survive my symptoms – extreme exhaustion, chronic migraines, lack of real desire to do almost anything. The idea that I might have to spend 20 or 30 or 40 more years feeling like this is horrible to me. SN seems like not a terrible way to go. I understand that it is perhaps not completely discomfort free. But 10-20 minutes of even extreme pain seems a price I am willing to pay to end my joyless slog of existence.
I'm surprised at how sad I feel about having to die alone. I view my death as the end of a long and terminal illness. If I had a terminal physical illness I could have my friends with me all holding my hands etc. (I'm not killing myself with some person I found on the internet. I'm sure there are many decent and equally miserable people out there, but I'm not in any condition to screen for this sort of thing.) But if you have a terminal mental illness, you die alone. Another fear that I cannot really voice anywhere else is that my friends will think "well, at least her suffering is over" when really what I wanted was to not suffer in the first place. But I suppose many people who are sick wish they were able to get better instead of dying?