Have you ever wished Death upon yourself?

What do you mean exactly?

yeah, what do you mean? Suicidal thoughts? Just saying it out of anger?

Whenever The George Lopez show is on or my dad calls beginning the conversation with “I’m going to ask you a question.”

I don’t deserve anything!

you dont deserve anything??? :-/

Hey man. I know I barely know you but I mean this when I say “I love you.” and your biography says it all: you have a beautiful wife and a baby girl on the way. None of us deserve anything. We are all failing human beings that try to etch some kind of decency in our lives. If this is a result of something you posted recently, don’t let the past keep you from being the great husband and father you know, in your heart, you want to be.

Hold on to that beautiful wife and girl on the way. You have shown me support and acceptance in the first few days I was here. That is the sign of a man with a good heart and soul. Thank you Bulbatron.

Love,

Dan

Suicide just means that you’re a waste of resources that the world spent on you, and you end up punishing your friends, and your family.
Don’t ever consider it without realizing how much it would hurt the people around you. If you have a smidgen of love for them, you resist the temptation.

routinely

Many, many times over a period of about 15 years.

I’ve found, for me, that it usually means I’ve internalized and deemed hopeless circumstances that are external and changeable.

One of the “tools” I’ve acquired to cope with that tendency is to ask, “what is one thing I can do today to feel better?”

The night before my 12th birthday was the first time I remember praying to “die before I wake.” 12 years of hell was enough. But as I approach my 42nd birthday, I have overcome the abuse and subsequent low self-esteem, and I greet each new day with a smile. Sometimes I am astonished at how far I’ve come.

-during a really bad migraine
-when i had an abcess on my tonsils
-after i had my tonsils out
-during a couple of food poisoning incidents
-the last time i had the flu (i was so miserable, i couldn’t stop crying. and i only cry once every few years…)

I don’t know if I’ve actively wished death upon myself, but I think about dying all the time. I don’t talk about it a lot because I’m afraid people will think I’m crazy, weird, or not take me seriously. It’s kind of like taking current stock: is it worth it? For me, I think life can be very challenging, and on the days when the constant struggle doesn’t look like it’s paying off, I start my wonderings. I also think it’s healthy to try and ask the hard questions – I don’t want to lead the candy-apple life. But I’ve also had some immediate loved ones die and I guess that gets you thinking in a reality-check way that doesn’t affect everyone else. I usually depend on knowing that all the people that love me would be totally devastated, and after dealing with the loss of my loved ones how could I do that to them? But I think everyones needs to hear, know, and internalize that we DO deserve to live the best possibles lives that we can – deep and satisfying love, happiness, dreams, contentment, and usefulness…

almost weekly.