I haven’t written here for a while, and I’ve rewritten this a few times. It’s not perfect, I’ve been struggling to put exactly what I feel to worlds. But I think I did a pretty decent job with this. I’m sure I’ll get a lot of disagreement, but honestly I just need it off my mind, regardless of the outcome.
I’m confused. It’s been a very rough 6/7 months. My job downsized and I unfortunately lost my job in May. Two week later my soul cat suddenly passed, without warning, there was nothing the vet could do apart from humanly put him down. I’ve been on unemployment since, every week sending out countless applications, it’s now basically December, and I’ve been on two interviews. And just dealing with the chasm of unending darkness left in my soul cat’s wake.
It’s the holiday season, the happiness time of the year. I feel nothing but sadness. On a side note, it’s Black Friday when I’m writing this. I’m shopping with my family, it’s tradition. I definitely don’t feel the festive cheer this year.
Needless to say I’ve been suicidal. Safe to say, I’ve been strongly considering this as an option. I just want to pain to end. Pain that feels like it has become a permanent part of my being.
Society tells me that suicide is ‘selfish’ and that ‘it gets better’. Does it really though? I know there are those out there that have gotten lucky. But since suicide even exists proves some are not.
I’m told to seek help, I have been struggling to find a decent physiologist for years, and my therapist is fine. I’m put on different medication, taken off others. Meds are tweaked and yet nothing changes. I may get physically sick for a bit and my head gets foggy.
My belief has changed in recent months. I’m now starting to believe that those who tell me to ‘hang on’ and that suicide is a ‘selfish act’ are in fact the selfish ones. Why? If someone has a terminal illness, we make them comfortable in hospices care. If a pet is suffering we assist with euthanasia. With mental health professionals just keep changing and tweaking my meds which I had to wait months to even see if they work. To schedule appointments with my psychiatrist and therapist to talk about my feels. Or be admitted to the psychiatric care…The health care system wants to keep me sick and has no interest in seeing me ‘get better’ they are greedy wanting my money, money which is steadily decreasing.
No one offers to pay my bills, or for my groceries and necessities. It’s literally all sugary talk to guilt trip me into remaining here, alive, with a falsehood that it ‘gets better’.
If/when I get a job it will just be a job, a menial position where I dissociate for 40 hours a week for months on end to barely scrape by. Because my unemployment is ending shortly and I’m running out of options with company’s supposedly ‘hiring’. According to indeed and zip recruiter I meet the qualifications for what I’m applying for so…
Instead, why not offer someone suicidal a safe way out of their pain, suffering and crummy situation instead of the absolute garbage verbal response, fake positivity, and a very broken healthcare system.
I’d take advice of that service no ands ifs or butts. I mean I’m already strongly considering taking my life already, it just has to be private due to the gross stigma.
Let’s flip the script.
Those who die by suicide are brave, strong individuals who needed help and guidance, help and guidance that were denied time and time again by a society that arrogant and selfish and would rather spread and promote falsely positive garbage rhetoric and pump them full of meds that might work…in 3 months otherwise, we’ll try again…and again…again…
Those who took their own life knew what they needed and were/are courageous and honestly, I’d be lucky to be among them.
Peace ✌🏻
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