I have felt like this for a very long time. I have sought medical help and have been prescribed medication. I've spoken to my family about how I'm feeling on several occasions and that helps for a while. I'm at the point now where my life consists of endless thoughts of wishing I no longer exist. I see no benefit to continuing on this path aside from sparing my family the pain of losing me. But this guilt is diminishing as time has gone by and I feel more able to end my life.
I know it will hurt my family, but for the best part of 20 years I have felt this way. Is it really selfish? Why should I continue simply to keep other people happy?
I hope I'm killed in an accident almost daily as this seems an ideal way of sparing my family some of the pain and achieving my goal.
I'm sorry.
Hi will, i have had the same 23 yrs. & everything u have said is a mirror image of me. Except the family part. Some estranged some close all dotted Round the country .But i dont tell them much abt my feelings x im a little ahead than u in that some days im ok some horrendous. On the tablet rollercoaster just now and its very hard... im starting a new life new relationship yet the illness throws out these thoughts of suicide. Intrusive thoughts though can be there with crippling anxiety xx im now awaiting psychiatrist to add or reviw meds. Hoping things do iimprove for you, mandy x
Hi Will - sorry to read of your situation and I wish there was an answer that can be given simply and completely. I believe that the endgame situation is counterfeit if absolutely all avenues of assistance and understanding have not been explored. I was wondering if perhaps different meds might help? Like many here on this site, I can relate to what you are saying and how you are feeling. I hope you find meaning enough to hang in there. You are not alone. We are always here to talk.
That's true. Some days I'm on more than others will depending how poorly I'm feeling but there will always b one of us xxx