03-08-2005, 08:21 PM | #41 (permalink) |
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Location: Title Town, USA
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I have thought of the idea of suicide many times. I come from a family of strict parents who always think of money...and cleanliness. Strange, ain't it? Well, I'd always get yelled at everytime I see my mother...FOR NO REASON! My mother is crazy and needs help. I've told very few people about this, but i am telling you guys. My sister would always tell me to ignore them, which i usually do. I'd turn off my mind somehow, just make my mind blank or stare into outer space. There have also been times when I would either want to attack them or kill myself. It's just frustrating when this has been happening all your life and has not even stopped yet. What did I do to deserve this? If you guys have any suggestions, they would be greatly appreciated.
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03-10-2005, 03:48 AM | #42 (permalink) |
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i know what you mean by not feeling sorry for them, beacuse it was thier own choice, but i still feel sorry for them that they had to go through so much pain. i think people spend too much time dwelling on sadness being bad and not concidering the fact that sadness doesnt have to be a bad thing at all, and "pain" only comes from peoples inability to accept thier sadness. if they tried to feel sad, then it would no longer be painfull; and thusly, if people could learn to revel in thier feelings and cherish lifes imperfections, they would no longer become imperfect, and they'd have nothing to fear. life doesnt' go the way we want because our expectations are too high. people get really bored and emptty when they have the luxuries we have, because it's only in our nature to persue, it's not in our nature to acheive; it's only been recently on an evolutionary scale that we've been able to acheive such great things, and ergo we have no programmed feelings for when we have everything perfectly under our thumbs. before people knew what other continents and islands there were, they'd look across the sea and wonder what was there, thrilled and in awe of the possibilties; but after they sailed across and found what was there, it was just the same boring life all over again, on different land. it's more fulfilling to persue new paradises than it is to find them; it's like people have addictions to everything they love in life, and after a while they just get used to it and they need more and more of it to feel intoxicated. peopole need moderation, and people need pain and sorrow to contrast the good things, and people need to understand that, or they'll keep being confused enough to think that suicide is the answer to anything
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