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fayth2567
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- Oct 18, 2022
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HI,
If you guys wouldnt mind reading my suicide letter to see if I missed anything and that it is okay. Its kinda of a long read if you managed to get to the bottom I'd greatly appreciate it.
Dear family,
By the time you are reading this letter, I have taken my own life. I am sure you have a lot of questions. I'll do my best to explain. The reasons are all related to my mental health. I have been hospitalized and sought help when I was suicidal the last three times. With that being said I hope this doesn't come as a complete shock. I just haven't been simply doing well the last few years and my mental health has continued to deteriorate to a point where I simply don't want to be alive anymore.
It was back in 2011 when I came out of my two-year depression, I first began to notice suicidal thoughts and told my then UW therapist about it. In hindsight, this was the most serious sign that I had a mental illness. The suicidal ideation has since then become monstrous in terms of frequency and strength. This is the main reason why I committed suicide. The mental anguish of having suicidal thoughts has become impossible for me to manage. I cannot imagine anything more painful and worse way to live. About twelve years have passed, and what began as thoughts that would occur monthly or once in a while, has evolved from weekly to daily, to hourly. My bipolar has appeared to have gotten worse with age.
My doctors and therapist cannot help me. If you are reading this, it means I continued to seek treatment up until my final weeks. I decided to hold out for hope in my final weeks despite having lost all hope for a better quality of life. My doctors are update-to-date with my status and know my specific struggle with suicidal thoughts. I do not blame my doctors or therapists. I believe they did the best they could and ultimately it wasn't just me that failed. I have seen about 7 doctors and 7 therapists. At a certain point, I had to realize that I was broken and couldn't be fixed. I just don't want anyone to see me struggle anymore. I just simply cannot win against this. I have tried 11 years of drug therapy and quite frankly I just don't have it in me to try anymore. I do not want to struggle for another 13 years. My doctors and I have tried:
Suicidal behavior is quite frequent among subjects with BD, as up to 4–19% of them ultimately end their life by suicide, while 20–60% of them attempt suicide at least once in their lifetime [2].
I think the doctor knew that and still wanted me to fight regardless. Had I known what percentage I fell in, I probably would have given up sooner.
I am sure there are several questions you would want to ask me. The first is why? It is mostly the suicidal thoughts and the mental pain and depression that come with it. There have been many times when I believed that I would have killed myself on a specific day because the suicidal thoughts have been overwhelming that day. I won't list the methods I thought about taking my life but if there was a way, I probably have thought about it. This way instead of leaving spontaneity I plan things out and leave some closure. Initially, I just wanted to go without leaving a note.
What if we had gotten you more help? If about a dozen or so medical professionals cannot help me, I am not sure what other help there is. The last time I went to the emergency room they did not help at all with my suicidal thoughts they offered to admit me to a mental asylum or go home. The emergency room is not suited to treat the mentally ill with suicidal thoughts. They just hold you there until the feeling passes. Nothing else, they are absolutely unless. Maybe the suicide hotline? The last time I called they were busy and I had to be placed on hold till someone could get to me. Besides, I talk to my therapist about my suicidal thoughts all the time. What if I called you that day? It would have broken my heart and I would have chosen another day somewhere down the line. What if we admitted you to a mental asylum? I would rather be dead than be admitted to an asylum. I don't want to die I don't want to be living a life when constantly suffering from a mental illness. Suicide is the only way I know to end my suffering. Putting me in an asylum would take that away and jail me for the rest of my life. The rest of my life was spent suffering needlessly without a cure.
But you have gotten better? Yes, for a while on Latuda my depression lifted only to come back later down the road. I consider my depression to be in two stages. The first is the more obvious signs of depression. Sadness and sorrow, constantly crying, and not being able to leave the house. The second stage I see as suicidal ideation and anhedonia. Anhedonia is the other reason why I committed suicide. Anhedonia is pretty much the inability to enjoy life. It's already bad having suicidal thoughts but not being able to enjoy life is also crippling. The things I used to enjoy I don't enjoy anymore. I don't even enjoy food or video games like I used to. Every day is just filled with suffering. The other reason why I decided to take my own life is my anxiety disorder. It seems pretty random but I get overwhelmed with the anxiety of school and whether or not I can find a job or not after I graduate. Driving is a huge anxiety for me, I always imagine getting into a car accident. It gets so bad I even get anxious about putting dishes away at work. Being anxiously depressed is also extremely difficult to manage. With bipolar, suicidal ideation, anhedonia, and anxiety, I never stood a chance. It makes it so I don't want to live anymore. No one will understand what it is like to be inside my head. My fight was one that was never going to be won.
Why didn't you talk to us about this? I was always seeing a therapist for years about this. Not to be mean but most of you guys aren't qualified medical professionals suited to handle someone who is suicidal. Besides, I don't want you guys to worry any more than you already have. As of now I am crying writing this letter and it breaks my heart. I told my former co-worker that my depression has been bad recently. And she said, "I am here whenever you need me, anytime I am always here". It broke my heart to know that. I can't imagine having the same conservation with family. I love you all. That conservation would have broken my soul. A letter is the easier of the two. What if I...?. Don't do that to yourself. Anything that could have been done has already been tried.
I hope you find peace in knowing that I am no longer in pain. This isn't anyone's fault. I have been sick for a while now and I need to go. I am sorry for the pain that this causes. Please forgive me, I just can't do this anymore. Love you all very much but can't live like this anymore and I am so sorry. This isn't how I wanted my life to end. So, this is goodbye. Love you much, goodbye.
If you guys wouldnt mind reading my suicide letter to see if I missed anything and that it is okay. Its kinda of a long read if you managed to get to the bottom I'd greatly appreciate it.
Dear family,
By the time you are reading this letter, I have taken my own life. I am sure you have a lot of questions. I'll do my best to explain. The reasons are all related to my mental health. I have been hospitalized and sought help when I was suicidal the last three times. With that being said I hope this doesn't come as a complete shock. I just haven't been simply doing well the last few years and my mental health has continued to deteriorate to a point where I simply don't want to be alive anymore.
It was back in 2011 when I came out of my two-year depression, I first began to notice suicidal thoughts and told my then UW therapist about it. In hindsight, this was the most serious sign that I had a mental illness. The suicidal ideation has since then become monstrous in terms of frequency and strength. This is the main reason why I committed suicide. The mental anguish of having suicidal thoughts has become impossible for me to manage. I cannot imagine anything more painful and worse way to live. About twelve years have passed, and what began as thoughts that would occur monthly or once in a while, has evolved from weekly to daily, to hourly. My bipolar has appeared to have gotten worse with age.
My doctors and therapist cannot help me. If you are reading this, it means I continued to seek treatment up until my final weeks. I decided to hold out for hope in my final weeks despite having lost all hope for a better quality of life. My doctors are update-to-date with my status and know my specific struggle with suicidal thoughts. I do not blame my doctors or therapists. I believe they did the best they could and ultimately it wasn't just me that failed. I have seen about 7 doctors and 7 therapists. At a certain point, I had to realize that I was broken and couldn't be fixed. I just don't want anyone to see me struggle anymore. I just simply cannot win against this. I have tried 11 years of drug therapy and quite frankly I just don't have it in me to try anymore. I do not want to struggle for another 13 years. My doctors and I have tried:
- Antidepressants
- Mood stabilizers
- Anti-psychotics
- Mood stabilizers with anti-psychotics
- Anti-depressants with mood stabilizers and antipsychotics
Suicidal behavior is quite frequent among subjects with BD, as up to 4–19% of them ultimately end their life by suicide, while 20–60% of them attempt suicide at least once in their lifetime [2].
I think the doctor knew that and still wanted me to fight regardless. Had I known what percentage I fell in, I probably would have given up sooner.
I am sure there are several questions you would want to ask me. The first is why? It is mostly the suicidal thoughts and the mental pain and depression that come with it. There have been many times when I believed that I would have killed myself on a specific day because the suicidal thoughts have been overwhelming that day. I won't list the methods I thought about taking my life but if there was a way, I probably have thought about it. This way instead of leaving spontaneity I plan things out and leave some closure. Initially, I just wanted to go without leaving a note.
What if we had gotten you more help? If about a dozen or so medical professionals cannot help me, I am not sure what other help there is. The last time I went to the emergency room they did not help at all with my suicidal thoughts they offered to admit me to a mental asylum or go home. The emergency room is not suited to treat the mentally ill with suicidal thoughts. They just hold you there until the feeling passes. Nothing else, they are absolutely unless. Maybe the suicide hotline? The last time I called they were busy and I had to be placed on hold till someone could get to me. Besides, I talk to my therapist about my suicidal thoughts all the time. What if I called you that day? It would have broken my heart and I would have chosen another day somewhere down the line. What if we admitted you to a mental asylum? I would rather be dead than be admitted to an asylum. I don't want to die I don't want to be living a life when constantly suffering from a mental illness. Suicide is the only way I know to end my suffering. Putting me in an asylum would take that away and jail me for the rest of my life. The rest of my life was spent suffering needlessly without a cure.
But you have gotten better? Yes, for a while on Latuda my depression lifted only to come back later down the road. I consider my depression to be in two stages. The first is the more obvious signs of depression. Sadness and sorrow, constantly crying, and not being able to leave the house. The second stage I see as suicidal ideation and anhedonia. Anhedonia is the other reason why I committed suicide. Anhedonia is pretty much the inability to enjoy life. It's already bad having suicidal thoughts but not being able to enjoy life is also crippling. The things I used to enjoy I don't enjoy anymore. I don't even enjoy food or video games like I used to. Every day is just filled with suffering. The other reason why I decided to take my own life is my anxiety disorder. It seems pretty random but I get overwhelmed with the anxiety of school and whether or not I can find a job or not after I graduate. Driving is a huge anxiety for me, I always imagine getting into a car accident. It gets so bad I even get anxious about putting dishes away at work. Being anxiously depressed is also extremely difficult to manage. With bipolar, suicidal ideation, anhedonia, and anxiety, I never stood a chance. It makes it so I don't want to live anymore. No one will understand what it is like to be inside my head. My fight was one that was never going to be won.
Why didn't you talk to us about this? I was always seeing a therapist for years about this. Not to be mean but most of you guys aren't qualified medical professionals suited to handle someone who is suicidal. Besides, I don't want you guys to worry any more than you already have. As of now I am crying writing this letter and it breaks my heart. I told my former co-worker that my depression has been bad recently. And she said, "I am here whenever you need me, anytime I am always here". It broke my heart to know that. I can't imagine having the same conservation with family. I love you all. That conservation would have broken my soul. A letter is the easier of the two. What if I...?. Don't do that to yourself. Anything that could have been done has already been tried.
I hope you find peace in knowing that I am no longer in pain. This isn't anyone's fault. I have been sick for a while now and I need to go. I am sorry for the pain that this causes. Please forgive me, I just can't do this anymore. Love you all very much but can't live like this anymore and I am so sorry. This isn't how I wanted my life to end. So, this is goodbye. Love you much, goodbye.