What would it take.

What would it take for you to commit suicide? I mean, myself, I sit here and think. You have to be a pretty fucked up person to commit suicide. But they have balls of steel. I dont think I could stare at the end of a barrel, and pull the trigger. But everyone has a breaking point. For instance. Those people who jumped from the top of the WTC. Do you think they ever thought to themselves. There is no way in hell I would ever dream of jumping from a building. But yet the next day. They jumped. So, what would it take?


Smartass answers will be deleted, and yes, i can do that.

Originally posted by kbslacker



Smartass answers will be deleted, and yes, i can do that.


bah, youre no fun:(


i wouldnt kill myself, i see that as the pussy way out of things..Hell, i f my best friend killed himself i wouldnt go to his funeral cause he was a dipshit and took the chicken shit way out of everything....

The only time I've seriously thought about it is when my gf and I were having really bad problems and we were about to break up. If I lost someone like her for good, that's all it would take for me. What you were talking about with the WTC and them jumping. I wouldn't do that. I would take my chances of surviving through the building falling down than jumping off.

Originally posted by EightOhOne



bah, youre no fun:(


i wouldnt kill myself, i see that as the pussy way out of things..Hell, i f my best friend killed himself i wouldnt go to his funeral cause he was a dipshit and took the chicken shit way out of everything....


Wow, a serious answer. :)

But yes, I feel suicide is the easy way out. But is there anything that would take you to the breaking point? Everyone has one, IMO.

Terminal Illness would do it for me.
I would rather die before any large degree of pain and suffering set in.
But Im quite positive there is nothing in life that could get me so depressed and fed up enough with life that I would want to end just to get away. As long as your alive then I believe its always possible to find something in life that you can enjoy. Even if its the simple fast that you are still alive.

yep.
ive thought about this alot.
i have Cystic Fibrosis, my mum died in june 99 with cancer, i havent talked to my sister for 2 years(bitch....) , i have no real friends, and a whole lot of little things, but if my CF gets really bad (like if i need a lung transplant) i would probably kill myself :(
sad, i know, but its true.



*note: this is not a post for pity.

A good friend of mine killed himself 4 years ago...........he had ,to my eyes at least ,everything a man could want.Nice house ,3 neat kids,an intelligent wife,his own successful business and was known pretty much universally across the city for his church and charity work.
He was a great guy to be around a fabulous boss and he had the knack of spotting when someone was hiding from their problems and helping them in whatever ways he could.............

Then I get a call in the middle of the night to say,come down to the workshop,Phil's just killed himself...Apparently he'd just had a major bust-up with his wife and it threw him off balance.

R.I.P. Phillip,you taught me so much.Perhaps the best thing I learnt from Phil was that suicide does not end the pain,it merely transfers it into the people who care about you,and the sum total of the sorrow that you leave behind often outweighs your personal pain.

Icould not commit suicide,it leaves too much hurt.

Ive thought about doing it b4. Honestly tho, I dont think that I would actually have the grapefruits to go through with it.

Maybe if I was suffering terribly, and the pain was unberable, and there was no chance of getting better, then I would at least try to end it.

maybe drive a car at really high speeds into powerpole or off a hill preventing damage to anyone else.
Why?
1. If i die, my car will be kept in the garage by parents with no use, might as well get some insurance money out of it for family :)
2. Die of something you like (cars, racing..etc)

But I would never commit suicidal cause its taking easy way out...work hard to solve any problems and over time everything will be sweet..:smoka:

Originally posted by kicker1_solo
The only time I've seriously thought about it is when my gf and I were having really bad problems and we were about to break up. If I lost someone like her for good, that's all it would take for me. What you were talking about with the WTC and them jumping. I wouldn't do that. I would take my chances of surviving through the building falling down than jumping off.

I went through something similar to that years ago when my then-girlfriend was together. She told me one day that she didn't love me anymore, and I lost it!! I just sat in my car looking down the barrel of my 9mm, having nothing to live for (in my mind).

But the one thing I can say about that experience, is that it's made me a much stronger person now.

But you've gotta wonder what was going through the minds of those people that jumped from the WTC (aside from the ground -J/K). I'd like to think that there's always a better way...

yeah, i was holding that .243 precariously for a few days there..
its suprising how much of an affect one person can have over the other. Just last year, my thoughts would have been "Bah, girls are only good for one thing, fuckem and forgetem" And yet here i sit, mending the wounds caused by one that i fell for. People really do change, huh.

The thought did cross my mind at one time. It was 8th grade. All I ever did was ride by BMX bike and talk to my gf and stuff like that. Well I'm sittin in front of the computer. Not this one but my computer back then. I get a call it's my gf. The biggest smile comes over my face. I liked her a lot. I still kinda do she was the coolest girl I've ever dated. She tell me all this stuff about not seeing me enough. For the record 14 yr olds can't drive. It's a little hard to see your gf. Well so she breaks up with me. Then I tell my parents I'm goin to ride my bike. I was really good bike jumper. I could do that X up, barspin shit. Well I get to where my bike is and it's gone. I've probly spent more time with that bike back then did I ever have with any gf. That was like the worst day of my life. Sitting there thinkin about it. I started to laugh. What the hell am I worring about I'm 14 I got too much time left. Girls and guys get together for fun and games at my age. I'm 17 now. I basicly have the waiting list of girls. If I would have taken the pussy way out. I would have never gotten laid that summer and I would have parties and shit. Suicide is not the best answer but some choose to take it. Life isn't about sittin around and takin a ride. You have grab life's handle bars and spin them as fast as you can. Peace! WTC was sad but it was obvious some day that kinda thing would happen.

i knew a guy, 18, who had everything. money, looks, the car, the rich family, the nice grades......everything. and then, one day, after he got into a fight with his mom, he hung himself in his closet. i felt no pity or remorse for this guy. killing yourself, IMO, makes no sense to me. Life is the most precious thing that we can comprehend. to take it away apruptly, destroy it, or physically abuse it, is something i can never understand. no matter what pain people go through, it can never equal up to the pain the people who know you will feel when you leave this world. there will always be things that we can do, people we can see, or places we go, but to know of your own existance, is special.

Robbie - I know you said that your post was not for pity, but for what it's worth, that sucks :( Sounds like you've gotten some tough breaks.

The question: I never have been, and hopefully never will be, in a position where I am actually ready to commit suicide. The only possible reason I see for doing such an extreme thing is perhaps the scenario Moppie described above. I have been in situations where things were really not going my way (I mean really, who hasn't?), and in going through all my options in my head, I passed over suicide rather quickly, thinking it a very shitty way of dealing with my problems. So I can honestly say that I've never even contemplated it.

However, I don't usually look at people who kill themselves, or try for that matter, as taking the easy or "pussy" way out. I know at least three people that have tried to kill themselves, including my best friend. I have spoken to them all about it, and I get the picture, that a period of heavy stress, contributing to mental instability, coupled with bad timing of misfortune, and perhaps general dissatisfaction in life, paints a pretty serene picture of suicide, as a way to escape the dreadful circumstances of one's painful existence on earth :(

As for those who jumped from the twin towers prior to their collapse September 11th, this was probably the most disturbing element of the September 11th attacks in my mind. The fact that most likely NONE of those people were suicidal, and yet the Hell they were living through on those doomed floors was horrid enough that so many of them were able to jump, without hesitation. Did you know that at one point EIGHT people stepped to the edge together, held hands, and jumped? I can't imagine anything so horrible that eight people could actually do that together (note: sober), without anyone losing their nerve and not jumping. To me that is so fucking horrifying. But you picture being on those floors, the concrete beneath your feet perhaps 500 to 1,000 degrees Fahrenheit, hot, thick smoke filling most of the air and traveling at around 30 miles per hour, not to mention fire all around you, and people screaming, suffering, dying, everywhere you turn. Pretty fucking grim. I'd probably jump too.

Sorry about getting all graphic there. I have been heavily disturbed by those events. Not that there are people who weren't, but I know for a fact I have dwelled on them far longer than most of those around me.

We'll see if we generate some more debate in this thread. A similar thread a couple months back sparked some heated argument going between blatch and YogsVR4.

Suicide is not an answer to life’s problems, if your gf breaks up with you and you jump off a bridge then you are a fucking idiot and I'm glad you didn't get a chance to reproduce. On the other side there is ending your own life on your own terms instead of letting an illness or 100-story building decide how you will die.
I had a friend who's dad had cancer and fought it for many years and at one point they told him he had won and the cancer was gone but the next year he became sick again. Near the end he was in very bad shape, he had lost most of his weight, all of his hair, and couldn't even get out of bed on his own, the only thing he did was stay in the hospital and receive kemo and medication. This was not living this was dying slowly and he knew it. The doctors gave him control over his morphine drip and with a push of a button he could receive his doses as necessary to help the pain. One day he just kept pushing the button until all his pain was gone. I do not consider this a pussy way out, the man knew he had nothing left but pain so he stopped it.
I believe most of the people who jump from the WTC knew they were not going to survive and decided to end it there own way to avoid being burnt to death or crushed in the collapse. This was taking what little control they could back.
I think the biggest show of courage were the people on the flight that went down in PA. These people knew if they didn't do something then others would be hurt and killed along with them so they took action. I'm sure there plan was not to crash the plane and kill themselves but they decided to put there own lives on the line to save others, unfortunately they did not survive but probably saved hundreds in exchange. I think a situation like the one these people faced takes a lot more balls then someone killing there self because they are having a bad day. I only hope that more people can show this kind of courage and refuse to let something or someone else decide their fate.

Just for the record. I am not contemplating suicide. So to those who messaged me about it, thanks, but it's not needed. :silly2:

I was just thinking one day, after hearing a friend of the family passed away from his attempt at suicide. What caused him to do it? He was in his 60's, had lived what seemed to many, a great and wonderful life. He was healthy, and had many years ahead of him. But for some reason he just cracked. We will never know why, but he did. So that got me thinking. What would cause me to just break down. What would make me feel like I need to end my life. Losing a loved one to death or sickness, or breaking up with a girlfriend, those are all hard things in life. But they are not so hard that I feel I should end my life. I have thought about this quite a bit, and the only thing that I can think of, would be if I had a very long, drawn out physical illness. Maybe one like what gdalton talked about. Even something like losing the use of my legs wouldnt cause me to. But something very bad. Something that would make me pretty much be bed ridden for the rest of my life. Where I would rely on someone else for everything from eating, to wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth. I feel I would want to end my life then. Rather than spend my remainin years suffering, and putting the people I care about through that much hurt, watching me waste away. But then, you never know. I have never been faced with that situation. So things could change if I were ever faced with that. I just hope and pray I will never have to make that decision.

I've dealt with so many suicidal friends ever since Middle School. I was talking my friend out of putting a knife to her wrist at age 11. I wasn't even allowed to call my friend when at age 13 she was put into a hospital for 2 weeks. I swear it is almost my calling to bring people back into reality at times...

At several points in my life I have wondered just what the rush is. I tried cutting myself because I couldn't imagine what it was that she felt. I envisioned myself driving off a bridge (as I was crossing it) not more than a month ago because I was mad at myself for not eating. (I'm usually fine, but some things can and will send me into depression)

It is the "easy" way out of problems. But it takes serious guts to actually follow through. I often wonder if all those school shootings weren't more like suicide attempts that started off wrong, and thus became outward killings.

Sorry for the "sob fest"... Reading poetry and then finding topics like these aren't always good combinations...

But on a somewhat lighter note:

Dorothy Parker--Re'sume'
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

Last August, a girl shot her brains out in the middle school near my place. Took a gun into the bathroom, and pulled the trigger. She was 13. Thats not something that happens everyday even in bad places.