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Good to know you're doing ok.
I sometimes think of all the people laying in hospital beds willing to give anything just to know they will wakeup in the morning, or in a week, month, or year, and realize how fortunate I truly am. If ever I find myself in a situation like that, bring on the pain. I rather wake up and watch some crazy squirrel trying to pack off a nut the size of its head across the top of a fence than not ever wake up again.
Be well.
Alex.stmpnk
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I used to have suicidal thoughts often back then, since I started T supplementation I started feeling a lot better, happier and an overall well-being feeling, there are still hard times but now instead of being sad I feel more like “fuck it I’m sure it will be better tomorrow so let’s get this shit done”
So look for some friend to talk buddy, or go to the gym and hit so hard to the point you are about to throw up and I guarantee you will feel a lot better afterwards
So look for some friend to talk buddy, or go to the gym and hit so hard to the point you are about to throw up and I guarantee you will feel a lot better afterwards
Many folk fail to understand
death is invariably worse than life and the reason should be obvious, permanence of the latter.
I watched a Christopher Reeve
interview years ago in which the interviewer posed the question “did you ever think about suicide". (The interview took place several years after was rendered a quadriplegic after being thrown off a horse yet only
a couple years before his death)
The reply was epic in many respects especially considering HIS circumstances — I have to much to live FOR and can think of nothing worse than death!
Jim
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Brolloks
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Death may be final, but you're not around to suffer it. Are you religious Jim?
Alex.stmpnk
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I think that one should not be really scared of death, but scared of how you die that’s a different story, I’d love to die in my bed slowly and without pain with my dog by my side, but I guess most of us really don’t have a choice and just have to wait to discover how we will die, that’s more scary, imagine dying inside a burning building or tortured to death by some crazy person??
Brolloks
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Even if you're tortured to death, you'll eventually be gone. It's instinctive to fear dying, but if you're already suffering immensely - either mentally or physically - it's probably a relief.
HIGHRISK
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I have waaaaaay to much gear I haven't ran yet. Fucking door 1 all day everyday.
My opinion is if these thoughts are in your head. Go see a therapist seriously. Feels great to just talk about life to someone who will listen with unbiased ears and opinions.
My opinion is if these thoughts are in your head. Go see a therapist seriously. Feels great to just talk about life to someone who will listen with unbiased ears and opinions.
We were all non existent for infinity time before our births and we never had a problem with it. The only evidence we have is that we will be the same way again after we die.
Life is just a little blip between two states of infinite non existence. Nothing to be feared really but you might as well make the most of it while you are here.
In less than 50 years after you die there will not even be anyone alive that actually knew you.
Buddy worked at a graveyard, says 10-15 years average max time for a grave to be visited by anyone that knew the deceased.
Life is just a little blip between two states of infinite non existence. Nothing to be feared really but you might as well make the most of it while you are here.
In less than 50 years after you die there will not even be anyone alive that actually knew you.
Buddy worked at a graveyard, says 10-15 years average max time for a grave to be visited by anyone that knew the deceased.
MisterSuperGod
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Sk8man101
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There are WAY better ways to die than "peacefully in your sleep"
MisterSuperGod
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Oh yeah? Name 6.
Sk8man101
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Damn dude 6?
Ok cocaine and hookers is deffidently in my top ten. I'd have one of those fat bitches sit her ass on my face till I suffocate
If I died saving a baby or some shit, that would be pretty cool too.
I could die benchpressing an insain amount of weight.
It'd be kinda cool to live to be over 100 I would think, so I think that could count as one.
I think a lot of military guys would say dying for your country has a lot of honor in it, so there's 5.
Shit one more... alright
The same as the first one except this time, even more cocaine and more hookers haha!
Still not dying at all would be the preferred option haha.
Sk8man101
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Also if you look up all the top fears in the world like pretty much no one is scared of death.
The top ones when they take polls are usually spiders, public speaking, heights, small spaces and shit like that.
But no one seems to be scared of dying.
Idk I thought that was kind of interesting, Fuck you if you didn't.
The top ones when they take polls are usually spiders, public speaking, heights, small spaces and shit like that.
But no one seems to be scared of dying.
Idk I thought that was kind of interesting, Fuck you if you didn't.
Wings_of_pain
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Sigmund Freud called it the death drive. That is, the desire to return to our particle form of matter. In later years rather than insisting it's something inherent in us all, he concluded it was more likely an anomaly. That it was an aberration of the natural drives of human beings, however I sometimes think that an explanation resides more along the lines of Nietzschen thought. What greater manner in which to curse fate, destiny or path than self termination, an act of rebellious hate for the pre ordained to prove that you are not merely a piano key as Dostoevsky said. Perhaps this is triggered by environmental factors, perhaps distress or a parting from nature. I think directly of Dostoevsky and the underground. He writes:
"Now I ask you: what can be expected of man since he is a being endowed with strange qualities? Shower upon him every earthly blessing, drown him in a sea of happiness, so that nothing but bubbles of bliss can be seen on the surface; give him economic prosperity, such that he should have nothing else to do but sleep, eat cakes and busy himself with the continuation of his species, and even then out of sheer ingratitude, sheer spite, man would play you some nasty trick. He would even risk his cakes and would deliberately desire the most fatal rubbish, the most uneconomical absurdity, simply to introduce into all this positive good sense his fatal fantastic element. It is just his fantastic dreams, his vulgar folly that he will desire to retain, simply in order to prove to himself--as though that were so necessary-- that men still are men and not the keys of a piano, which the laws of nature threaten to control so completely that soon one will be able to desire nothing but by the calendar. And that is not all: even if man really were nothing but a piano-key, even if this were proved to him by natural science and mathematics, even then he would not become reasonable, but would purposely do something perverse out of simple ingratitude, simply to gain his point. And if he does not find means he will contrive destruction and chaos, will contrive sufferings of all sorts, only to gain his point! He will launch a curse upon the world, and as only man can curse (it is his privilege, the primary distinction between him and other animals), may be by his curse alone he will attain his object--that is, convince himself that he is a man and not a piano-key! If you say that all this, too, can be calculated and tabulated--chaos and darkness and curses, so that the mere possibility of calculating it all beforehand would stop it all, and reason would reassert itself, then man would purposely go mad in order to be rid of reason and gain his point! I believe in it, I answer for it, for the whole work of man really seems to consist in nothing but proving to himself every minute that he is a man and not a piano-key! It may be at the cost of his skin, it may be by cannibalism! And this being so, can one help being tempted to rejoice that it has not yet come off, and that desire still depends on something we don't know?
"Now I ask you: what can be expected of man since he is a being endowed with strange qualities? Shower upon him every earthly blessing, drown him in a sea of happiness, so that nothing but bubbles of bliss can be seen on the surface; give him economic prosperity, such that he should have nothing else to do but sleep, eat cakes and busy himself with the continuation of his species, and even then out of sheer ingratitude, sheer spite, man would play you some nasty trick. He would even risk his cakes and would deliberately desire the most fatal rubbish, the most uneconomical absurdity, simply to introduce into all this positive good sense his fatal fantastic element. It is just his fantastic dreams, his vulgar folly that he will desire to retain, simply in order to prove to himself--as though that were so necessary-- that men still are men and not the keys of a piano, which the laws of nature threaten to control so completely that soon one will be able to desire nothing but by the calendar. And that is not all: even if man really were nothing but a piano-key, even if this were proved to him by natural science and mathematics, even then he would not become reasonable, but would purposely do something perverse out of simple ingratitude, simply to gain his point. And if he does not find means he will contrive destruction and chaos, will contrive sufferings of all sorts, only to gain his point! He will launch a curse upon the world, and as only man can curse (it is his privilege, the primary distinction between him and other animals), may be by his curse alone he will attain his object--that is, convince himself that he is a man and not a piano-key! If you say that all this, too, can be calculated and tabulated--chaos and darkness and curses, so that the mere possibility of calculating it all beforehand would stop it all, and reason would reassert itself, then man would purposely go mad in order to be rid of reason and gain his point! I believe in it, I answer for it, for the whole work of man really seems to consist in nothing but proving to himself every minute that he is a man and not a piano-key! It may be at the cost of his skin, it may be by cannibalism! And this being so, can one help being tempted to rejoice that it has not yet come off, and that desire still depends on something we don't know?
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