Then, after you get “saved” from suicide, they strip you of your rights and shove you in a cell for up to five days.
And that attitude is what the staff will have towards you. You are there to be punished for daring to be suicidal and trying to reject the gift of life. You’ll probably lose your job after the hospital stay, and then get stuck with thousands in bills for the “treatment” (sitting in a room watching day time tv while you listen to people in psychosis or dementia getting the shit beaten out of them by the staff.)
But this is a good thing! It’s so much better to be alive then not dead, that’s why we need to abuse suicidal people!
And then the people all clapped and patted themselves on the back for saving the guy and went about their day. But the guy went back to the same life full of problems that led him to despair. Crippling debt or depression. Estrangement from loved ones that are no longer willing to reconnect. Loneliness or defamation or disease. It’s easy to save someone from jumping, but this is not help. That is not the help they need. They need constant and long term help, assistance, and support.
Saving a stranger from a suicide attempt has a vibe to it like preventing an abortion from happening without providing any further support for the mother or the child. Congrats, you saved a life, technically. But you did nothing to save the life.
This is why I dislike people who stop suicides. It’s their choice and their right. Mind your business, asshole
Ironically though, the ones who are driven to suicide are often the ones you want to keep around. The ones who cause the pain should be removed from our world
Nobody asks to be brought into this world. You should be allowed to determine when you’ve had enough.
No. You stay. Suffer alongside us. No one clocks out early.
But not out in public.
Whether out in public or in private is better, depends on context.
Although it’s probably a bit beyond social media debate. When it comes down to “seeing a strangers body floating in the river” , “finding your sibling hanging in the next room” or “found at a kindergarten playground”.
spoiler
All of those examples are based on real life acquaintances who ended their lives, and their discovery. And to be clear: The kindergarten one was discovered before the kids arrived.
Then where? Not like you can walk into a funeral home and be like “Yep, I’m done, I’ll take your deluxe ‘End it now’ package please”
You can in some countries.
Ohh, my turn to post this classic:
The view from halfway down - Alison Tafel
The weak breeze whispers nothing
the water screams sublime.
His feet shift, teeter-totter
deep breaths, stand back, it’s time.Toes untouch the overpass
soon he’s water-bound.
Eyes locked shut but peek to see
the view from halfway down.A little wind, a summer sun
a river rich and regal.
A flood of fond endorphins
brings a calm that knows no equal.You’re flying now, you see things
much more clear than from the ground.
It’s all okay, or it would be
were you not now halfway down.Thrash to break from gravity
what now could slow the drop?
All I’d give for toes to touch
the safety back at top.But this is it, the deed is done
silence drowns the sound.
Before I leaped I should’ve seen
the view from halfway down.I really should’ve thought about
the view from halfway down.
I wish I could’ve known about
the view from halfway down—And now I want to watch bojack again
I love this poem to death (ironically enough). Planning to get a tattoo related to it.
My personal moral code is that we should only use communication to try to stop suicide, I think it’s unethical to physically stop them.
I would only get them out of the situation once they tell me they changed their mind.
I respect your line but will not follow it for myself.
Damn the guy must have felt terrible in that moment.
Well yeah you finally have the knowledge that this earth isn’t worth living in and finally overcame your body’s built in instinct to not die, and some assholes literally force you to stay alive by grabbing onto you like nearly every depiction of hell or hades that has ever existed including tying you to the bridge with ropes.
i get that these people need more help than just being convinced not to do it, but in that moment isn’t talking them out of it the right thing to do?
I bet they chatted shit to him about their god as well
From a suicidal persons pov that’s exactly what I imagine that would feel like. Also the insane amount of embarrassment from a huge crowd of people that are all there because of you. Some of whom are probably “it’s all in your head” kind of people. It is hard enough to open up and show your feelings to one trusted person, let alone an effin crowd.
That said, the guy that they saved can now say “F you and see you tomorrow” so that’s something.
Oh man I’ve got a couple words for ya.
let alone an effin crowd.
A person can be smart, but people are fucking stupid.
Please don’t you ever equate yourself to what more than one person thinks.
You’ve thought about you more and your opinion is the most valuable when it comes to you. Be yourself at all times. Maybe you’ll do it enough and people will admire it. Maybe you have, just always forget about what others think, it has so much to do with you and so little to do with them.
You can’t share yourself if you’ve already molded it to be everyone else.
Fuck you. But I’d save you anyway.
This is one of the reasons not to try it in a public place, especially a busy one
Or the opposite of that.
The anti theses of the Rammstein song “Spring” (jump) where a guy is on a bridge just to enjoy the view until other people come who mistaken it for a suicide attempt and encourage him to do so. This ends when someone decides to actively help him
I can’t take Till seriously anymore, but that is one of my favorite songs ever. The mood is just so jarringly depressing. The song really paints a picture.
My intrusive thoughts vs my procrastination
(Yes, I do go to therapy)
(Yes, I do go to therapy)
Good for you, srsly. All the best for you, we’re rooting for you!
Poor guy just wanted to take a bath in the river.
But nobody gets to have fun in city waters.You have a couple of decades worth of life left to deal with. You’ve got an eternity to be dead, and it could suck worse. Plus, if you’re a Buddhist or Hindu you’re probably gonna have to go through it all again. Might as well see this ride through to the end of the line.
I wish I could put you in my place and make you read that. Fuck you.
As a counterargument I’d like to point out that when there’s enough pain present you might just want to tap out.
Especially now since one of the lovely American corporates decided to fuck up pain medication for those that needs it for decades at the minimum, because they just had to get that fucking profit.
I’m not even American and I’m on about a third of what I theoretically should be. My doctors admit this, but anything more and there’s a risk of malpractice bullshit.
Hence, pain. Fuck that. I’ll tap out when enough is enough.
The major flaw in your reasoning is that you’re assuming that there’s less pain on the other side. It could be better, but it could be much much worse, especially if you’re carrying the regret of unfinished business left behind.
The simplest explanation is that it’s the same as before you were born. Can you see how a religious view might lead to unnecessary suffering in this life?
If I can’t have confirmation that the afterlife exists, NOBODY gets to kill themselves. Fucking idiots.
It’s an evolutionary trait from preventing harm to a herd member. It kicks in automatically for everyone but the far end of personality disorder spectrum, regardless of what rational thought patterns are without the surge of adrenaline.
