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thankfully I have never thought of suicide, only cause I am pretty happy with my life, enough so that I would never do that.......but believe me many a time I have wished I had different stuff in life, you know the usuall *I wish I were skinny cause clothing this size sucks and I do not look good fat* *wish we had more money cause my car needs a new tranny but we have enough trouble paying for our new car* urrrgg......things like this depress me all the time, but what gets me through it is listening to good upbeat music, or just music that you love...or I think of they guys I have crushes on....then I am not depressed anymore sweatdrop

My younger sister tried to commit suicide once. I didn't say anything when she came to me about being sad all the time, with her thoughts of death. I shrugged it off as normal teenage angst. I was wrong.


She ended up in the hospital, psychiatric ward for a couple of weeks. I wish I had said something to my parents, but I didn't. My other sister Heather was the one who said something, and thankfully she didn't get a chance to go through what she was planning.

Hers was triggered by not having enough seretonin in the brain. However, that's not always the case. Life brings us down, and it can be for any number of reasons.

Suicide is so high among teenagers, not necessarily because they want to end their life, they want to be in control of it. Middle school and High school is a stressful time, because peers who also have little control over the happenings in their own life, can see the flaws of others. If someone is more flawed, then that means they're a step above them.

In that I mean that, they know death is forever, but they don't see it as permenant. It can be a mistake, granted a hefty one, when it's successful. It's also a serious cry for help.

It's why it's important to not let you get it down. You have to look at the positives, though they may seem few, in your own life. You also have to think about the people who's lives you affect by doing something like that. People who love you will never get to see you, laugh with you, and just enjoy the happiness you bring into their lives.

You never have a chance to make a difference, or set an example for someone else if you take your life. 5 or 10 years is small in comparison to a a human life... so if you only give yourself 15 years... you're not giving yourself time you reach or potential... to be in a position to help others who might be in the same seemingly hopeless point in their life, even just 5 years from now.

And you cannot place blame on others for what happened. They chose to do what they did. Noone forced them. It's hard to swallow something like that... but it was their choice and it's possible noone could have talked them out of it.

What it boils down to... everyone is their own person. You have to live life for yourself, you cannot live it for someone else. There is no half to make a person whole. A person who loves you will compliment the best things about yourself because they can bring out what is beautiful in you. It was already there though. Noone can be happy with someone else if they are not happy with themselves. So it's better to work on one's self, strive to improve and be who and what you want, so you can live and love life to it's fullest.

That's a very interesting way of seeing things 3nodding

very much so. i would like to read this now.

i hate the subject of suicide because its a touchy one for me. between 7th and 9th grade i tried killing my self multiple times, electricity, pills, knifes, forks, spoons (im not kidding), trains, falling. everything but hanging. then one day i just woke up and realized how foolish it was to get rid of myself just because of all the crap that was being delt to me.
the my last year of highschool i heard of 10 suicides in a 4 month period over our entire district. the last concert i went to, my friends band played a show to the guitarists best friend who hung himself after a rough fight with his dad.
its a sad thing, but it really aggrivates me that can find no other alternative. Its a waste....

and ill stop now before i start getting angry over the subject.

first things first. Neko, I'm sorry you had to live through that, I know how hard it can be to deal with. I lost my uncle to suicide my freshman year of highschool. So if you ever wanna talk about it, I'm here for ya.

As far as thinking about the whole suicide thing. yeah I've thought about it, quite a lot at one point in my life. But knowing how selfish of a way out it is and how much it would truly hurt everyone is what has always stopped me. And it was all because I thought I was ugly and coujldn't get a gf (yeah I know it was stupid right there). But now I never think about it, I have no reason too. I've now had a relationship and what not. So I do know it's possible lol.

But I'm always willing to talk with people if they want to about a problem they have or to just listen.

I went through a suicidal period about 1 1/2 years ago.

It wasn't weight related(though I can say when I look at myself sometimes I just get all worked up and start shaking my brain around..even when I know at my weight I shouldn't be worrying about it -.- My BMI is in the high normal range)... it was about a girlfriend. I was obsessed with her and she never thought much of me and later on all things fell apart because I saw her as too much in my mind and kind of got mixed up in the head too much... I actually thought I was...well... unworthy... I thought about her constantly... and had bad mood swings in my privacy. As time went on it seemed like I could begin to feel her annoyance for me... and one day it just broke down when we had a fight and talked of the things that I did that bothered her... bleh... a week later after knowingly futile attempts I was taken out of school and hospitalized for a bit, taken out of school for the rest of the year, and went to a good student rehab program called PHP with a really sucky phycitrist.

uuuuhhhggg.... bad... bad times.... but I've improved much since then. a LOT... heh... and what makes me most happy... is that I can't tell when I take my meds or not. xd

Time heals all wounds but scars can still be left behind. Dispite my crazy actions my friends have accepted me back, and I have become much more social.

Bleh... sry if I misread the first post and it was only ment for weight gain related depression. But it just feels right when I should share it when asked. ^^;