When is life not worth living anymore?

reply to post by davespanners


Wow this is some timing you have.I say that cause i can imagine lots of folks are pondering this now.I call this rock bottom.I see this as the point in that a person believes they have lost everything that made life worth living.I personally have been there a few times.Through these trials i have come closer to what i perceive to be the truth that the devil is real and he is not on the side of righteousness.He will do anything in his power to deceive you.As far as i know about God he will send you strong delusion when your heart is not open to the truth.Back to the point of rock bottom it is there that all the falsehoods can be stripped away leaving you with an empty vessel.At that point i decided to fill the void with faith knowing how strong i was only to be brought to my knees.Its my belief that if you boil down the religious stuff your left with a simple concept of right and wrong.I submit to you that the person that can end their life can also chose to give it to humanity in service to others.

People have the sad habit of focusing on the negative. Especially on boards like this. It's all evil. It's all horror. It's all greed and selfish and bad. Crop circles always bear messages of doom, and predictions are made of tragedies, never enlightening events.

There is a lot of beauty and good and selfless acts on the planet. I see them every day. No matter how dreary, negative, grey and dismal people try to spin life, there is actually a lot worth living for. I can't ever contemplate killing myself. I can just look out my window, and see trees and plants and the sky, feel the breeze through my screen, and appreciate the simple fact of life and nature and living and breathing.

People put too much stock in creature comforts and luxuries. Open your eyes and enjoy life, it's everywhere, and it's not a depressing thing.

I would say that life becomes not worth living the moment a person decides that life is not worth living. When they feel that there is nothing more to offer and nothing left but suffering and pain filled existence.

I have no objection to anyone else's decidion to end their life, because it is their life and they have to live it, and I am in no position to make such judgements when it is not my place to do so.

Sure there will be those who say that "life is a gift" and must be preserved at all cost, and I say to that bull effin sheet. Everything here dies. Plants die, animals die, all things must go. Death is as much a part of life as life itself, and this world in many ways is hostile to life with so much death and murder and famine.

Life is not precious. Quite the opposite, life is a dime a dozen, it is quite cheap. And depending on your situation and station in life, it can be a wonderful experience of love and joy and togetherness....or it can be a waking hell of loneliness, despair, solitude and suffering.

Some people can cling to their families, some to their careers, some to their god, whatever it takes to make each day worth while. Bless their hearts.

But many have no worth and nothing to live for, and if they choose to check themselves out of this hotel of human suffering, who am I to judge them or to tell them they are wrong?

I have thought of taking the big ride more than a few times myself, but ultimately I can't allow myself to put my few loved ones through such grief. And to be quite honest, fear plays a roll as well, good old fashioned fear of the unknown.

I dont know what comes after we leave this world for the next, and I have no specific god that I can factually say exists. But I cant help to believe that whomever or whatever made us and is responsible for our lives, put us here for a reason, and to throw away a life that is given could not possibly make said creator very happy.

Im sure that sounds childish and simplistic, but my gut tells me that I am here to ride this thing out until the wheels fall off. Why? I have no clue. But my instincts tell me that to end it by my own doing would be to tamper with the almighty, and Im too big of a chicken s*** to do so.

Just my $0.02

reply to post by deadeyedick

reply to post by davespanners


NOW! (sorry for not just one line response but one word response. lol)

Regardless of the opinions of anyone else on this thread, I now plan on suicide….sometime when I am still able.

42 year ago I was a passenger in a car crash that broke my back and left me disabled. I was in hospital for one year and went back to living as a partial para when my little girl was 6. I raised her and managed fine, looked after myself and usually hired help when I needed it. Her father completed suicide when she was 15, he was a penniless drunk, I had left him when she was 2½. He never sent her a card or a gift or supported us.

2½ years ago, I was rolling along the sidewalk when a car ran over me. My wheelchair tumbled and my left femur was broken at the hip. I had 3 surgeries, the last was to remove the femoral head as I didn’t heal. Now that leg is shorter and always in pain in the upper thigh. I am still receiving physical therapy, and she, my therapist is the only person I see.

I lost 2 part time jobs and the social connections from those. The pain meds I take make me drowsy so I sleep and sit, sleep and sit all day every day and will for the rest of my life. Every move I move shoots a pain threw my upper thigh. It’s painful to dress , and painful to put the wheelchair into my car, painful to get in and out of the tub, and bed. The pills I take are for the neurological part. I have one more doctor to see, a physiatrist who knows spinal cords. (I had 2 in the Rehab Hospital 42 years ago.) One visit costs $2500.00 + but my claim against the driver will pay for that. He is my last hope to listen to me, to believe that the rods put into my back 42 years ago where shifted. I never had the back pain until this accident. Other doctors, not being specialists, are poo-pooing me.

The back pain prevents too much movement in my upper area, like arms etc, washing my hair. It feels as though a nerve has been pulled/damaged and affects my upper body, arms. neck and shooting headaches.

I have had no family support at all, (what? Too afraid one of them would be expected to take me in or raise my child 42 years ago? ) no work acquaintances, just my therapist. I have made her my POA and Executor,
and have told her that I don’t want to live the rest of my life in pain.

-----and I won’t

I'm a senior and am now contributing nothing to the world around me, just talking up space. Money is certainly not the answer to happiness. I received a good settlement from the first accident and am still spending that..... $10,000.00, for now, is out of my pocket that the Insurance company must refund. There will be another good settlement and I certainly will not be leaving any debts.

Just one specialist left who could give me a diagnosis what could change my mind. I have waited 5 months, with 4 more to go, to see him. (I was furious with my GP who said there is no one who could give me diagnosis. and that seeing a physiatrist was 'over-doctoring'.) I told my lawyer, who arranged the appointment, not being a Dr.'s referral, I must pay the physiatrist.....another refund on my settlement claim.

I live for the settlement as my lawyer deserves his 1/3 after working so well on this for 2 years and 4 months.

reply to post by canadiansenior70


Thank you for sharing that with us and I'm really really sorry, more then words can say for the situation you find yourself in through no fault of your own.

A lot of these replies are so personal that it's almost impossible to comment on them because they are all based completely on the persons own life experience and perspective and no one here will ever walk a mile in anyone elses shoes.

I think thats it's still a valid and useful topic for us to discuss though and I thank all of you that have participated so far in the thread for being so candid.

I guess I should add my own experience. As I said in the op I have never really been close to committing suicide but as a long term sufferer of clinical depression I do struggle to think of reasons to carry on being alive a lot of the time, these feelings can strike me at more or less anytime and don't really seem to depend on any measurable thing in my life like money, relationships, health. I will just wake up and the thought that life isn't worth anything at all will be there gnawing away in the back of my mind for no reason that I can ever understand.

So thank you all again for your replies so far, I'm finding them all fascinating and helpful in a way that I can't quite put my finger on

3 circumstances I would self destruct.

1. Sacrifice myself to save someone I love.
2. When I'm the last man standing against an overwhelming enemy presence.
3. Martrydom. Depending on how bad things get I'd consider doing something extreme that would hopefully get the ball rolling for something bigger. Motivate others to wake up and act.

Life is not worth living, whem it is not yours and yours is not worth living when something keeps you from living it, like constant pain or as an alternative the haze of opiates.

When there is no beer in the fridge, you suck at Call of Duty and the pizza you just ordered turns up wrong or cold.

reply to post by LeeOben


almost seems like you contradict yourself with 2 and 3.

Originally posted by MamaJ
I believe in helping others and being here for others in need. I like for people to be support for me as well in my time of need. We are here with an instinct to survive. We love deeply and sob when a loved one passes.

Suicide is a selfish act.....totally against what I believe. To be selfish and kill yourself is a slap in the face to your loved ones. Its a cowardly act. For anyone to commit such an act is pathetic in my opinion.

I find great difficulty in accepting the regurgitated, brain washed, auto response that suicide is "selfish."
I've contemplated suicide a few time in the past. Not to a great extent but just a passing thought. I've also known people who have. To want to commit suicide you have to be in a lot of incredible heart break and emotional pain that there is no cure for but time. If you have cancer would you not treat it? A head ache would you not take an aspirin? There is something deep going on in a person that they don't typically show outwardly. They do but its subtle because they are trying to hide the pain. If I had done it when I wanted I would have missed out on a lot of disappointment, setback and problems. But I continue on only to awake everyday to the horrors of the world. The wars, the taking advantage of other peoples and societies. The horrible direction the youth of America are going. The complete disregard of human and animal life to only serve oneself. But everyday I wake up knowing these things but I press on. Why? So look at all the suffering and selfishness in the world before saying sucide is selfish. Its just a person saying I'm fed up and had it with you all. Srew you guys I'm going home

im not alive anymore but idk if i wanna do it.

i hate the way im living or my family is its always #ing depressing to wait up to NOTHING

mothers always bitching/sad

fathers always wrking hard

twin brothers always sleepingn

dogs always sad

older bro hates us

and me: idk what i am im sad/depreessed happy sometimes & sometimes i hate this goddamn place

to make things worse were are poor some what poor and half the people in the ouse hold dont wrk including me

i have thought about it acouple of times but never done it due to what i will leave behind and how my mother would turn crazy but idk sometimes i just wanna do something im tired of this life

I think about it alot too. The worlds such a messed up place I dont.want to contribute to tje chaos. So I do little things to help like turning off lights or saving water by not flushing every time. What? Thats not bad, some people in africa dont have water and I feel like a dick flushing my piss down the drain when some people dont have water or toilets. I dont know I guess I feel guilty for all the little things in life that I take for granted

Just thought I'd share this.


The Greatest Pain

The greatest pain in life is not to die, but to be ignored.
To lose the person you love so much to another who doesn't care at all.
To have someone you care about so much throw a party...
and not tell you about it.
When your favorite person on earth neglects to invite you to his graduation.
To have people think that you don't care.

The greatest pain in life, is not to die, but to be forgotten.
To be left in the dust after another's great achievement.
To never get a call from a friend, just saying "hi".
When you show someone your innermost thoughts and they laugh in your face.
For friends to always be too busy to console you when you need someone to lift your spirits.
When it seems like the only person who cares about you, is you.

Life is full of pain, but does it ever get better?
Will people ever care about each other, and make time for those who are in need?
Each of us has a part to play in this great show we call life.
Each of us has a duty to mankind to tell our friends we love them.
If you do not care about your friends you will not be punished.
You will simply be ignored... forgotten... as you have done to others...

This poem was written by a young girl who committed suicide. Perhaps if the people surrounding her had shown a little more love, and had paid more attention to her, her death could have been prevented. Remember that when going through life, you can't judge a sad, lonely, or suicidal person by their facial expression. You need to get to know each person you come in contact with, cherish your friendship with them, and show them that you care.

THE GREATEST PAIN


THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE IS NOT TO DIE, BUT TO BE IGNORED!

To have everyone you love,
Abuse you,
Blame you,
Berate you,
Ignore you,
Malign you,
Neglect you,
Forsake you,
Despise you,

THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE IS NOT TO DIE, BUT TO BE UNWORTHY,

For all you know to not be willing to offer,
A hug,
A smile,
A touch,
A prayer,
A kind word,
A helping hand,
A moment’s thought!

THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE IS NOT TO DIE, BUT TO BE FORGOTTEN

To have family and friends not see you,
Have anyone to talk to,
Have anyone who cares,
Have any one to share with,
Have anyone to listen to you,
Have anyone to lift your spirits

THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE IS NOT TO DIE, BUT TO BE ALONE,

To be an unproductive, unloved, uncared for human being.
To offer to do any type of work at all and to be turned down by all.
To be unable to be employed even though you have spent years trying to be,
To have those closest to you not give you any more opportunities to prove your self.
To see no prospect for change, because for years those who know you best, have done the least to help.

THE GREATEST PAIN IN LIFE IS NOT TO DIE, BUT TO ASK FOR HELP AND BE IGNORED

reply to post by canadiansenior70


This left my jaw wide open. I wish greatly that you didn't have to go through the pain you go through. Things don't always turn out to be "happily ever after", though I wish they did, for everyone. I won't persuade you to not give up on life, as it seems life in a sense has given up on you. Nor do I know what I would do if I were in your position. And the fact is, my life goes on...so it's possible that I too, and many others can end up exactly in your position. All I can say is, in whatever you choose to do, I hope you find some or total happiness.

Originally posted by davespanners

What I would like to know is, what for you would make life not worth carrying on with anymore?

Can you ever imagine a point where you would consider suicide as an option, or do you believe that it is never an option however bad life is?

Have you ever been at the point of considering ending your life and if so what made you decide not to go through with it, fear if the unknown, thinking of the people you would leave behind?

Would religion play any part in you making a decision like that and if so, how?

.

Religion would help you, i dare mention which one because the ATS trolls will just be hating. Use your head and look around. Theres more to life, but why shall i help an atheist when, from my experience if they have everything going for them, they do not regard anything to its face value.. They rip others religions, they are careless have no respect and are usually waste of space.

Originally posted by dl2one

Originally posted by Mallik
When you die.

That's kind of a paradox, unless you can timeslip and tell yourself you are going to die, so just pull the plug.
ANyway I wanted to bump this topic, I feel it's important, as there are many who are just stubbornly set in their prejudgements.

No.

It stops being worth living the very moment you die.

Even death is a once in maybe an eternity experience. One that is worth having. I'm going to enjoy my death, it's the only one i got. As far as i'm aware.

reply to post by canadiansenior70


I have given a star to the post that had responded to you....when people are face with the inevitable...they usually scatter far a way from the calling person.
Life's a Bitch and Then You Die.
This above is for every one of use, it doesn't matter if you rich or poor, black or white, old or young, in pain or in joy....we will all die.
Now according to your pain life is not enough and no value has been added to your meaning.
I can only say that life is all in compass with pain and joy.
One thing I have known now is that I am not the one that suffer, I have manage to detach my self with the pain of my daily life. I am observing my pain and I am surely now in peace with my pain. This kind of attitude is not the cup of tea of any one, you see... You have to know that the pain is willingly ferocious to inflict pain...this is so logical... No hate or love , just pain being.
What is important to me is that the pain that once was blearing my power of being is now in total acceptance of my being...
I live life with all my loving like I have no pain...but pain is here make no doubt about it, but now I am the master of my life not the pain.
This Is my story, I thought you would like to hear about it.
May the morning be glorious to you for only one second...an eternal second.

Marcel.