On the Verge of Profound

I am sorry to hear of this. It always causes such prolonged sadness in those who knew the person; there always remain so many of those unanswered questions.

I have circled the decision she made endlessly since I was twelve and made several half-hearted attempts over the years. I understand the choice, but I can’t explain it at the moment. I’ll do my best after I mull it over. With warm hugs…

I have thought of it before. The loved ones I would have left behind pulled me back from those thoughts, but if I had no loved ones there would have been no reason to go on. Just my two cents. hugs..

I always have a hard time understanding suicide. I have to admit that there have been times in my life when I would just rather be dead, but to actually take my own life, no, I don’t think I could do it. And I would never want to put my friends and family through that pain either. 🙂

A course in miracles is wonderful but I’m sorry about the member who committed suicide. A friend of mine committed suicide a few days before I went into the hospital and I couldn’t attend her memorial service, but could only grieve and feel sad for her. I think it’s natural to wonder how one can do that, especially when it’s someone who has done so much in life.

Yes, I can understand and empathise with those who commit suicide. You say “I can see wanting to opt out early if you have a painful debilitating disease which will never be cured. ” And perhaps this is how those who take their own lives feel; that emotionally they are permanently crippled, useless, unloveable and it would be better for everyone around them if they were dead. So wrong, always…

…there is always hope for change. But when very depressed, people often cannot see this, cannot receive the loving messages others send to them. It’s a very long time since I’ve been seriously depressed but I remember that feeling a time or two when I was a young adult .

I think mental anguish is every bit as debilitating as physical pain for some people. My outlook on life has never been hopeless and I never suffered from incurable physical pain. But if this wasn’t the case, maybe I would consider suicide as an option. I think the saying about walking in another’s shoes fits here.

My attitude toward suicide and inclination toward it has changed as I matured. I have been there and tried to do that, but do’t think I would ever get in that position again.

You don’t sound smug at all, hon. And I am glad you feel the way you do. There are some that say suicide is a cowards way out…..but having the bottle to actually do that takes a lot of guts I think Hugz

Still haven’t clarified my thinking on this. With a sigh…

I love you, Too. (((((((((((((((Hugs)))))))))))))

I don’t think you are sounding riteous or insensitive. I think the key was that you are greatful for not having that much pain in your life..or that you had a higher threshold for what has been dealt you. I have wanted many times to die..but it was love for, and from my children that stayed me thru..maybe Bunny didn’t feel that

When I hear about suicide, I always wonder what torture that person was going through, that they felt the only answer was to take their own life. If it’s something like cancer, then we say, “Oh, understandable.” But we forget that maybe mental anguish, mental instability, can be just as debilitating. It’s so horribly sad to think that that was no one they felt they could reach out to, at their

last moments, who might possibly have helped them past whatever the problem was, given them some hope. I knew a young man who killed himself, and he was teased quite a bit because he was sort of a doofus at times. My ex-husband was one of the teasers, and I always wondered if maybe Joe just couldn’t take it any more. I have no idea why he did it, but it made me sad. I hope Bunny is at peace.

RYN I had gone to BG about 9 years ago, and it is must bigger than what I remember. Do you like coasters?? They have a new one that is going to rock your socks opening in the spring!!! I have a 50% off voucher if you are interested, or perhaps, if I ever get the nerve up, I shall work there and I can get you in for free. I need a lot of chocolate to get that nerve going though…

I don’t believe a desire to hurt someone could ever be strong enough to kill oneself. I think it must go a lot deeper than that. There is a very good book (fiction) on the subect by Paulo Coehlo called Veronika Decides to Die (or something) I haven’t read it but my sister said it really is good.

How sad to require an exit when there is always a promise of tomorrow. Sounds cliche but that doesn’t change the truth of it. I’m so sorry. Perhaps it is a familial thing, following in the footsteps of a relative who did the same thing? For that reason alone, however lost and aching I felt, I couldn’t go there. I didn’t want my kids to consider it a valid course of action.

You don’t sound at all smug or righteous, just stumped and wondering. I’m sorry the Course work did not help her in time or may have fed her confusion. All we can know for sure is that the pain of her life was too much, that she couldn’t find any way out, that things inside got twisted so tight she broke. 🙁