No reading comprehension problem.That's what I said!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Do you have a reading comprehension problem also. Walk away!!!!
Looks like you're the one who needs the reading comprehension lessons.My father had his face broken in seven places and his eye pulled out and returned to a full life. You think you're the person that ever had a problem. The world revolves in a bigger circle then just your life. How many people have died in your arms, **** you!!! This is about suicide not a hard fought recovery story.
I do hospice as a volunteer, walk away.Looks like you're the one who needs the reading comprehension lessons.
I contemplated suicide.
My post talked about my personal experiences - and **** YOU for trying to belittle what I've been through - but it also talked about society's need to return to mental health care, as a way to help prevent suicides on a whole - a return to actual CARE, support, God, and family, and guidance, instead of simply a pill or a shot. Did you bother to read that part? Apparently not.
Or maybe you feel guilty for not helping people enough to keep them from dying in your arms?
Try supporting others, instead of treating them like **** over things they've lived through. If this is your bedside manner...well....
Then you really need to check your attitude when talking to people you don't even know, have never met, and have no idea what they've been through.I do hospice as a volunteer
I know everything I need to know about you when you insulted the death of a suicide victim. Now you want compassion for your story. You're a sad little man.Right back at ya. You know nothing about me, and the way you're behaving here I'm glad you weren't one of the people around me when I needed help.
You win, you're officially my hero....Not asking for compassion at all. I've beat my demons, with the help of people who loved me, and people who actually gave of themselves to help me succeed. Not some keyboard warrior on a car site, with a holier than thou attitude because they volunteer.
My point exactly.Some the drugs they prescribe are actually worse for people with issues.
So, going through it myself, I guess I don't understand it...because...what? Because I didn't kill myself? How's THAT work??until you have lost a loved one and actually understand the fight they have been through I don’t think that’s a fair statement
Is this still about you and not those that are not here like you are. Good for you. I miss my son everyday and with every fiber in my body. Thank God I'm not in front of you now.My point exactly.
So, going through it myself, I guess I don't understand it...because...what? Because I didn't kill myself? How's THAT work??
I have immense sympathy for those left behind. No question about it.
But until YOU are the one going through it, YOU have no idea the fight that is involved. None. What you see from the outside - what you are ALLOWED to see (because the majority of it is kept inside, no matter what you think you know) - is NOTHING compared to the internal struggles and debates and fear and pain and self-loathing.
And NO, I will NEVER apologize for surviving; for beating it.
I guess since there's no proof - no body, no guy with a .38 caliber hole in his skull - then it didn't happen? **** that. Nobody has ANY idea what its like, except someone who has been through it. Observers? Don't truly know **** about it. Until you live it, you have no idea. I've had friends kill themselves - the view from outside is NOTHING like living it yourself.
Maybe instead of poo-poohing people who beat it - who survived - maybe try asking those people what it's REALLY like. Maybe THAT, can help you help other people not "die in your arms". Because those who DO kill themselves? Can't help you stop the next one.
But maybe some insight from a survivor can.