I had never understood what would drive a person to suicide, unitl recently. My family has a historyof depression and suicide documented into the mid 1800's. I am 1 of 7 kids, several of whom have had moderate to severe depression, and a couple of attempted suicides (though not really serious attempts).
About 6 months ago, I started thinking about suicide. It is a strange thing. Not so much as a result of the stress and all, just a part of my mind looking at the various possibilities. I'd be driving and think"I could run into that bridge stanchion", or cross a bridge and think "I could jump off that bridge". The thoughts became more and more pervasive, almost common, happening many times in a day.
I did not think of myseldf as suicidal, but I'd find myself working out how I'd get out on the ledge of my office, and that I'd have to be carefiul not to hit anyone...
It became scary; not because I thought *I* would decide to do it, but because I was afraid that my *mind* would decide to do it- some other part of my mind that was speaking out more than it should. I decided to talk with my doctor just after a coworker killed himself one weekend. My doc prescribed meds, which have helped these many months. I stopped taking them this week, mostly on accident, and the thoughts came back... I have not mentioned it to my wife- she would freak-out. She understands I need the meds for anxiety and depression...
This is strange, and foreign to me. I had always believed that suicide was an irrational act, but I see now that it can have nothing to do with rationale- just an instruction that I may lose the conscious ability to deny.
Is this something that makes sense?
Oh- I will get back on the meds tonight, but I was wondering...
Thanks,
AwkHope
About 6 months ago, I started thinking about suicide. It is a strange thing. Not so much as a result of the stress and all, just a part of my mind looking at the various possibilities. I'd be driving and think"I could run into that bridge stanchion", or cross a bridge and think "I could jump off that bridge". The thoughts became more and more pervasive, almost common, happening many times in a day.
I did not think of myseldf as suicidal, but I'd find myself working out how I'd get out on the ledge of my office, and that I'd have to be carefiul not to hit anyone...
It became scary; not because I thought *I* would decide to do it, but because I was afraid that my *mind* would decide to do it- some other part of my mind that was speaking out more than it should. I decided to talk with my doctor just after a coworker killed himself one weekend. My doc prescribed meds, which have helped these many months. I stopped taking them this week, mostly on accident, and the thoughts came back... I have not mentioned it to my wife- she would freak-out. She understands I need the meds for anxiety and depression...
This is strange, and foreign to me. I had always believed that suicide was an irrational act, but I see now that it can have nothing to do with rationale- just an instruction that I may lose the conscious ability to deny.
Is this something that makes sense?
Oh- I will get back on the meds tonight, but I was wondering...
Thanks,
AwkHope