Suicide seems like an option when everything seems futile or life not worth living. Depression kills my sensibility leaving me in a catatonic stupor. To continue on this way welcomes and invites death.
Does it matter that my family, friends, aquaintances will be affected, depression doesn't care about them or what they think. Depression only thinks about gloom and doom, hope isn't an option anymore.
One big gulp to swallow death in an instant to escape or cure detrimental thought.
To struggle daily to survive is like a punishment upon my spirit, trying to make sense of the hardship of life, which seems worthless to continue.
Suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem, but depression doesn't see a temporary problem, depression sees death as the solution.
Depression hurts so much that caring is diminished, it doesn't matter that others will be hurt. Mental illness hurts the ones you love but you don't realize it because you're to distraught to care about them.
I know everytime I think suicide that I'm insulting our Lord and Heavenly Father. The main reason I think suicide is because when I feel depression I hurt people mentally. I verbally abuse them and it bothers me so much that I can't bare to live anymore hurting the ones I love.
ReplyDeleteMy knowledge will never permit me to succumb to suicide.
ReplyDeleteIf you know that each day brings a different day, than that is hope. Depression is not something that plagues me very often, seldom in fact, only since these past few months.
ReplyDeleteThe Lord will not burden anyone with more than they can bear, so this is hope in itself!