I’m not a man but I’ve had suicidal thoughts myself many times, uh what keeps me going tbh isn’t the major things but the little things. Like for example, getting an ice cream cone, watching a good new movie, finishing an amazing book, hanging out with a friend, a great thunderstorm, the smell of the summer morning air, etc. It isn’t the big things in life that keep me going overall it’s these little moments that bring tiny sparks of joy into my life that push me just enough to keep going, even a little longer
the idea of being nothing bothers me. It doesnt make sense, its not like its gonna be painful, it would just be returning to the state of things before i was born, but it bothers me. itll happen eventually but im in no rush. And I havent gotten to a place in my life yet where the prospect of being dead feels worse.
I used to be. Hope, curiosity, and taking a 20 minute ride screaming the words to songs that I bought for the music and kept for the lyrics did wonders. But daily maintenance and upkeep do a world of good to keep the bad vibes at bay now that I’m doing better.
Short term, the thought of inflicting that kind of pain on my parents and my family in general.
Long term, the idea that ten years ago I had no clue life would be so different, and that surely ten years from now life will also be completely different in ways I cannot foresee or expect.
I have an injury. Its caused me to lose everything that’s great about life. There are no reasons you just wake up and you feel numb and sad until you go to sleep.
Not downplaying anyone else’s thoughts when I say this. But they’re just thoughts. I think a little more of how I MIGHT do it and then I realize “wow that’s a good amount of work.” When another thing I’m battling is not wanting to do anything at all. Eventually I think some more and remember that right I’m living a life that I didn’t think I would be living 4 years ago or even when I was a little kid, in a good way. I’ve accomplished a lot and my negative thoughts stem from me feeling like I need to do more and should have more. I try to give myself grace and then the thoughts subside.
Not suicidal necessarily, but the notion that life will go on, keeps me going. No matter how bad the news, what my bank account looks like, how many friends I have, how my love life appears, life will go on. The sun will come up tomorrow, and the uncertainty will resolve itself. And ultimately, time will heal these wounds like it always does. We’ve been through a lot as men in society; a pandemic, multiple recessions, war, pain, and solitude. But we are still here. We still stand. And they will not break my spirit. As long as I protect those I love, it’s all that really matters. Focus on making it to that next sunrise. Bc when you do, life always seems to work itself out 😊
Pride, Fear of Hell, belief in gods wisdom, fear of death(imagining the process is scary), consideration of loved ones, and consideration of thing I should be grateful for.
When I was in that dark place, I knew it was primarily caused by physiological and psychological issues, not my life circumstances. That was my light at the end of the tunnel. I knew there was a strong possibility of getting better. Though I still had a “backup plan”.
Im not a man, but I want to tell you guys, you truly are important for more people than you think, it doesn’t make you less masculine or less attractive or less valuable if you share your feelings with people close to you. Also most times depression comes from unfulfilled expectations, don’t be so hard on yourself. If you want a female feel to talk. My dm is open
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Hatred for the cattle who would be left to wallow in filth in my absence
I’m scared to die.
I’m not a man but I’ve had suicidal thoughts myself many times, uh what keeps me going tbh isn’t the major things but the little things. Like for example, getting an ice cream cone, watching a good new movie, finishing an amazing book, hanging out with a friend, a great thunderstorm, the smell of the summer morning air, etc. It isn’t the big things in life that keep me going overall it’s these little moments that bring tiny sparks of joy into my life that push me just enough to keep going, even a little longer
Taxes and people who are dependent on me.
just a thought that if i die, then who will tell everyone that idgaf about what someone thinks about me
Being too numb to care, I’m literally just here and that’s all even when I want to die from time to time
Convincing myself that I can find something for live for
the idea of being nothing bothers me. It doesnt make sense, its not like its gonna be painful, it would just be returning to the state of things before i was born, but it bothers me. itll happen eventually but im in no rush. And I havent gotten to a place in my life yet where the prospect of being dead feels worse.
I used to be. Hope, curiosity, and taking a 20 minute ride screaming the words to songs that I bought for the music and kept for the lyrics did wonders. But daily maintenance and upkeep do a world of good to keep the bad vibes at bay now that I’m doing better.
My son
I’ve made it out before and I can do it again.
Everytime I feel like that I buy a one way ticket to South East Asia, Eastern Europe or South America and don’t come back until I feel happy again.
Short term, the thought of inflicting that kind of pain on my parents and my family in general.
Long term, the idea that ten years ago I had no clue life would be so different, and that surely ten years from now life will also be completely different in ways I cannot foresee or expect.
I have an injury. Its caused me to lose everything that’s great about life. There are no reasons you just wake up and you feel numb and sad until you go to sleep.
I just keep going mindlessly. Go to work, pay bills, come home rinse and repeat. The times I get to spend outdoors fishing/camping keeps my hopes up.
I thought of myself why should I want to live
Then I see my daughter’s face every day that makes it run everyday
Bcoz it’s worth it
fear of death. For now
Funyuns and coffee.
Fear of becoming a broccoli 🥦
Not downplaying anyone else’s thoughts when I say this. But they’re just thoughts. I think a little more of how I MIGHT do it and then I realize “wow that’s a good amount of work.” When another thing I’m battling is not wanting to do anything at all. Eventually I think some more and remember that right I’m living a life that I didn’t think I would be living 4 years ago or even when I was a little kid, in a good way. I’ve accomplished a lot and my negative thoughts stem from me feeling like I need to do more and should have more. I try to give myself grace and then the thoughts subside.
That killing myself would be an incovenience to other people
I don’t have a gun.
Not wanting to make my mum sad
Mainly spite
Can’t do it yet, mom’s still here
Not suicidal necessarily, but the notion that life will go on, keeps me going. No matter how bad the news, what my bank account looks like, how many friends I have, how my love life appears, life will go on. The sun will come up tomorrow, and the uncertainty will resolve itself. And ultimately, time will heal these wounds like it always does. We’ve been through a lot as men in society; a pandemic, multiple recessions, war, pain, and solitude. But we are still here. We still stand. And they will not break my spirit. As long as I protect those I love, it’s all that really matters. Focus on making it to that next sunrise. Bc when you do, life always seems to work itself out 😊
Kids… Pride…
If I had any, probably hate
it would ruin my partner. I couldn’t do that to them
Pride, Fear of Hell, belief in gods wisdom, fear of death(imagining the process is scary), consideration of loved ones, and consideration of thing I should be grateful for.
Only reason I’m still here is I don’t want to do that to my kids, I started going to the gym it seems to be helping so we’ll see what the future holds
My dogs wouldn’t understand
Scrolling through angry liberal reels on instagram
Working out, I replace one pain with another.
My enemies havw been fucking up, their failures have been the motivation to keep going.
It’s been 6 years since my head went that way, but at the time it was this understanding:
No matter how bad things get, I have a chance at being happier later. That chance remains intact as long as I breathe.
Now that it’s been 6 years, I’m so grateful I kept going. It has to hurt before it gets better.
I couldn’t put my wife and kids through that.
The fact that I’m a pussy…
When I was in that dark place, I knew it was primarily caused by physiological and psychological issues, not my life circumstances. That was my light at the end of the tunnel. I knew there was a strong possibility of getting better. Though I still had a “backup plan”.
The pain it would cause my parents and brother would be to much
Faith helps.
I’ve got a nephew who’s already lost an uncle
The mystery of tomorrow, and hoping something interesting happens (usually doesent)
My dog
Im not a man, but I want to tell you guys, you truly are important for more people than you think, it doesn’t make you less masculine or less attractive or less valuable if you share your feelings with people close to you. Also most times depression comes from unfulfilled expectations, don’t be so hard on yourself. If you want a female feel to talk. My dm is open
All i really have is my kids, and all they have is me.
cats and harming myself is awful
I’m not allowed to unfortunately. I’m not at a point where I can move beyond the guilt I’d cause others.
The view from halfway down.
Knowing that’s it would hurt others (especially my mom)
Insurance doesn’t pay on suicide. My family wouldn’t get anything.
Anti depressants and mood stabilizers
Stubbornness. That and I’d hate my kids & grand kids to think about me that way.
I have to outlive other people so I dont hurt them.
My dogs won’t understand why I didn’t come home
Im poor from Venezuela but i try to keep thinking positive and looking for more jobs to make more money