Suicide

it's like the ultimate troll saying to everyone s/he knows YOU ARE ALL JUST RUBBISH AND I PROVE IT THUS....

my friend *was* actually a bit gothy, now i think of it, but so what? — i wish he'd been a lot MORE gothy, because then we could have talked about it: not that i'd have had much to say, except maybe to make him laugh at himself and how he was being. he froze me out by keeping EVERYTHING to himself and now i can't forgive him

"Consolation by a possible suicide widens into infinite space this realm where we are suffering....What greater wealth than the suicide each of us bears within himself?"

Once again I apologize for offending anyone or making light of a subject that is exactly the opposite of that. I just wished to open a discussion on a tough subject. Sometimes it really helps.

Several of the posts on this thread have been extremely inspirational and supportive. It makes me feel warm that there are so many wonderful, understanding people out there. You are the ones that help suicidals get through the hard times. Though you may not know it, more than likely you've convinced someone to stay alive and they just never mustered the courage to tell you. I can say this from experience, my friends cured me before it really took affect.

(Ha ha Tracer maybe I just don't post to the interweb about my troubles as much as some.)

For the Suicides
in memory: J & G & J

If we recall your voices
As softer now, it's only
That they must have drifted back

A long way to have reached us
Here, and upon such a wind
As crosses the high passes.

Nor does the blue of your eyes
(Remembered) cast much light on
The page ripped from the tablet.

* * *

Once there in the labyrinth,
Your were safe from your reasons.
We stand, now, at the threshold,

Peering in, but the passage,
For us, remains obscure; the
Corridors are still bloody.

* * *

What you meant to prove you have
Proved: we did not care for you
Nearly enough. Meanwhile the

Bay was preparing herself
To receive you, the for once
Wholly adequate female

To your dark inclinations;
Under your care the pistol
Was slowly learning to flower

In the desired explosion,
Disturbing the careful part
And the briefly recovered

Fixed smile of a forgotten
Triumph; deep within the black
Forest of childhood that tree

Was already rising which,
With the length of your body,
Would cast the double shadow.

* * *

The masks by which we knew you
Have been torn from you. Even
Those mirrors, to which always

You must have turned to confide,
Cannot have recognized you,
Stripped, as you were, finally.

At the end of your shadow
There sat another, waiting,
Whose back was always to us.

* * *

When the last door had been closed,
You watched, inwardly raging,
For the first glimpse of your selves
Approaching, jangling their keys.

Musicians of the black keys,
At last you compose yourselves.
We hear the music raging
Under the lids we have closed.

-Donald Justice

what are you, like emo gershy?

Is there a universe where that is considered a good poem, and if so how do we destroy it?

I really like Ned's first post on this thread, but more because it's so Ned, not so much out of agreement with it.

It is very me, isn't it. The sentiment remains the same, though I'd express it differently now.

the best solution for those worried about their impact on the environment is to kill themselves

Sitting with my back to the street on top of a 75-story building, revolver placed firmly in mouth.

Is there a universe where that is considered a good poem, and if so how do we destroy it?

i don't think it's bad at all, and donald justice was rather high regarded, so I think you'd have to destroy THIS universe, unfortunately

Ah, Love! Could you and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would we not shatter it to bits - and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!

(for Casuistry)

Is there a universe where that is considered a good poem, and if so how do we destroy it?

you smug piece of shit

RIP big man

I'm with Ned here, but if I had no firearm access and had to off myself, I'd take a massive heroin OD.

wow, Casuistry. I posted a poem that's incredibly moving to me, one by universally respected American poet only recently deceased, and you zinged it. Fuck you, die slow.

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the collateral damage of criticism

how has dorothy parker not been quoted on this thread?

Guns aren't lawful, nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live?

I had a dream that the Suicide thread was resurrected! ILM wins.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CwQwqxgsybw

J0hn, whatever sadness you've felt that led you to post that -- I (obviously, I should hope) was not trying to zing that.

But sure, de gustibus non disputandum and all that, so I should have just let it pass.

But I'll remember that J0hn thinks that a "universally respected" poet had damn well better stay "universally respected".

(Also, of course, Donald Justice was not in any way "universally respected". Like most poets, he was "generally ignored". I don't hang out with the sorts of poets who would consider him to have been on the map of the world of poetry -- not because they're bad people, just because that's not the world of poetry that I live in. And what little I've seen about him didn't seem especially interested or engaged, but that's all I can go on.)

according to this INFOGRAPHIC there will be more than twice as many suicides as homicides in the US this year.

Intially I thought "That's prepostourous!", but then i realised i knew 2 people who had committed suicide but i don't know anyone who has been murdered.

http://www.russellheimlich.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/death_probabilities.jpg

Other things that struck me as odd:

More deaths from lightning than fireworks, spiders and sharks combined, challenging my view of a lightning strike as a rare, unlucky event.

Also, only 270 deaths a year from alcohol poisoning? What are all the alcoholics dying of?

What are all the alcoholics dying of?

liver disease, kidney failure, complications from diabetes, dui accidents, etc. etc.

alcohol poisoning is acute, alcoholism is chronic. only a fucking amateur would die of alcohol poisoning.

that infographic is for men, not all people in the US

not trying to be a pedant or anything! but i would like to know the suicide:homicide ratio for women too, now.

More die from foreign object left behind during surgery than shark attack.

as opposed to being the foreign object left in the shark, as it were.

you actually made that joke

There are so many problems when it comes to how mental health is regarded, though some of it is how much of an inexact science it is today, there's so many different treatments that will work for different people (in terms of medications, therapies). Despite there being a greater general awareness of it, there's still a huge stigma and shame about seeking help, which doesn't help since when you're suicidally depressed, you already don't want to.

Are you okay? If you need to talk, it's igotabeefpastry @ gmail dot com

you - anyone, I guess

I have had v good luck w/hotlines, btw.

I just want to sleep forever. Sleeping is the only thing I look forward to. At what point does one decide "I'm never going to get my shit together"?

dude you never decide that because it isn't true. I give this testimonial all the time but in 2008 I wanted death so bad I could taste it, it was all I thought about when I was awake, it was a big fucking surprise because I'd been out of the woods for years, I'm a senior citizen I didn't think I was going to see the please-let-me-just-not-wake-up station again ever and then there I was. four years & plenty of therapy later I am in better shape than I've ever been in and I would not have guessed, in a thousand years, all the turns things have taken for me since the last day I spent wandering from room to room unable to do anything but cry. you just do not know, empirically you cannot know because there's no such thing as the future except one that's limitless & infinite and a great number of the possibilities there are very pleasant indeed, that you will never get your shit together. that's just the most vivid of the infinite possibilities from your present perspective, which is clouded by feeling like shit

hang the fuck on blank imo

^^ co-signing, aero knows from what he speaks

Lost a friend this weekend.

Please people talk to each other.

x

I am so sorry for your loss. Take as good care of yourself as you can.