
Originally Posted by
parallaxicality
I've contemplated suicide pretty much every day of my life since, oh I dunno, about 1985. I have gone over in my head every single conceivable method of ending a life, and envisioned every possible physical and emotional outcome. I haven't done it yet. I suppose that means I'm afraid of dying.
My personal suicidal ideation goes back almost that far; the fact that I haven't done it, I do not attribute to fear. I attribute it to the fact that I generally want to live more than I want to die. Not to mention the fact that, when I'm depressed enough to consider suicide, I'm usually too depressed to move. As others have said, it's pain that worries me, and the prospect of my daughter dying, and things along those lines. My own death doesn't scare me; I adjusted to the idea that it would happen in 1983, when my dad died and nothing I could do would change that. The only thing which really worries me about my own death is the impact it will have on those around me. Everything else is just fear of pain, which is healthy and natural.
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