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Redbeard's avatar

My sister had suicidal thoughts for years before she eventually overdosed. She felt more burden than loneliness, I think.

Part of me believes that humans cannot properly deal with the thought of our own death, so we ought to place it behind a sacred veil and never approach it until we are ready to pass through...when we no longer have anything to give.

It’s clear to me that you have much more to give.

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grelloh's avatar

Thanks for writing about this so candidly. My eldest brother died last November (young at 38 and at the end of a long and damaging trip with alcoholism and drug abuse) and it's been pretty awful, not gonna lie. His life leading up to his death was painful to be a part of, as it just got worse and his death in the end was fucking traumatising for us all to bear witness. He died from an "accident" but something I've always thought was, my brother didn't actively have the capacity to put a gun to his head and end it, but how he lived was incredibly, passively suicidal. Im also an alcoholic (sober now) but he just couldn't break the cycle - I deeply, do not understand this, so hearing this experience helps me to understand suicidal ideation better and it also explains that little voice that isn't mine, when I'm sobbing with my grief that says "but I wanted to be dead".

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