When is killing yourself a good idea ?

when is killing yourself a good idea ?

When your current level of pain exceeds your will to live.

when you've lost all sense of purpose in your life and your daily repetitive itinerary soon becomes your only tie to reality and you realize that nothing you ever do will mean anything and everyone around you is doing much better.

as long as things like that gif exist, never.

i got over that at like, age 9

definitely not when watching porn

On a cloudy summer day, a friend and I went to a cafe. A light rain started not long after we received our drinks, forcing people to hurry from the outdoors to shelter. After talking with my friend for some time, on topics ranging from meeting girls at night to what World War 3 would look like, I noticed a little girl outside in the rain, looking straight up into the sky, eyes squinted just enough to shield the rain drops.

Immediately after you thought about it for more than 2 consecutive days. We don't want your mental illness to spread to any potential offspring.

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when ISN'T it a good idea?

My first instinct was to sense that she was in danger. “Is she alone? Where are her parents?” I looked around and found a couple sitting two tables from me watching her closely. The girl ran to them with a big smile, her face wet. Her mom fixed her jacket and let her run back into the rain. She spread her arms out wide and skipped along from one side of the outdoor courtyard to the other, her hair getting wet.

“Look at the girl,” I said to my friend. “Everyone is running away from the rain but she’s running towards it.”

When they find out what is on your hard drive.
When it turns out she wasn't 18 and her dad is a judge.
When you try to prank a Hells Angel as a "social experiment" and are now trapped in a bathroom with only one very violent way out.
When you find out that they got rid of Taco Tuesday.

NEVER, because you're forgetting about the pain of the afterlife. Going back in time and preventing yourself coming into existence is the only true way.

Why you look at that gif and instead of deriving pleasure from it it crushes you.

when everyone tells you it's gonna get better, show those liars how fucking better it gets.

when you remember how she smelled

Whenever I see a little child approaching a rain puddle, I pause to watch. Almost always, the child attacks the puddle, jumping directly into its center to make the biggest splash. Then I wait for the inevitable scolding. “Don’t do that! You’ll get wet!” Already, the child is being socialized to act like an adult. Its playful instincts, weeded out.

Did my parents attempt to socialize me? I don’t remember them giving me a list of dos and donts. They didn’t tell me what was acceptable or not. When I wanted to play as an adult, jumping into puddles of words, I got a lot of people wet.

The little girl outside the cafe did not get bored with the rain. For half an hour, she twirled and danced, jumped and smiled. She couldn’t have been older than three, well before the age she enters school, when teachers and classmates give her their list of dos and donts to sculpt her and take away a simple joy of something as mundane as rain. “You’ll get wet! Come inside! It’s dirty!” Something she used to love will become something she hates and runs from.

Are we so far gone that we can’t enjoy the rain? Did society take us into its clutches, socialize us, iron us out, and hand us a constructed list of what is acceptable and what is not?

One month later, I was at a restaurant alone eating a burger and fries. A heavy storm began. Customers who came inside shook the water off their clothing before ordering at the counter. I took my time, hoping the storm would pass by the time I finished eating, but it was still coming down strong when I walked out the door. The rain was cold. I instinctively hunched over and lowered my head, like anyone else would, but then I told myself to relax. I loosened my shoulders and looked straight ahead.

I began the one-mile walk to my home, as slowly as I could manage. The first few minutes were chilly until my body adjusted to the temperature of the water. I watched other people, hunched over, defenseless without an umbrella, racing towards shelter. I walked by awnings with people in various stages of wetness, waiting for the rain to soften. I walked by taxi cabs with drivers waiting for a wet fare. I walked by other men who seemingly didn’t mind the rain, but whose bent, stiff necks betrayed their indifference, their pace a tick too fast.
Many people looked at me intently, a concentrated look. They seemed to ask, “What is he doing?” I recognized the look because it was the same one I gave to the little girl, a bewilderment, maybe even confusion, that someone is not doing what you would do, what you’re supposed to do.

When it's your birthday and you realize nothing will ever change, you're too old to start over, you realize you wasted so much time chasing around the wrong people while at the same time coming to terms with the fact you have no family left and no one actually gives a shit besides your mother if she's still alive... Sounds about right to me..... weeee

when you realize op is a faggot

all day every day fampai

>nothing will ever change
you act like you can't sell all of your shit and fuck around in life, it's not the smart decision but its a better choice than being miserable.

this

if you think anybody is gonna read this then ur fockin mental m80

the very first time you ever even slightly consider it

I didn’t take it far. I didn’t twirl or dance, I didn’t smile. Something a child does every day can be interpreted as insane when done by an adult, though I’m not sure if that says more about the child or the adult.

I was fully soaked by the time I turned on an empty street. Not a soul around. I closed my eyes to hear and feel the rain, and I started to smile, and for the next five seconds I can say I experienced pure joy, something the little girl must’ve felt continuously for nearly an hour. It ended when a thought entered my mind that my phone may be getting wet. I dropped the smile and opened my eyes.

In the last stretch to my front door, I had to pass a lively pub, still at my slow pace. A dozen drinkers were congregating out front, smoking under an awning. They stared at me sternly. The alcohol allowed them to give a response that others had thought but not shown. “This guy is weird.” I felt self-conscious and quickened my pace home.

Twenty five years from now, there will be a heavy rain. A young woman will be caught in it without an umbrella. She will lower her head, tighten her shoulders, and seek shelter. Waiting for the rain to stop, shivering from the cold, she will see an old man, water dripping from his white beard, his eyes closed, smiling at nothing. He’s a crazy old man, she’ll think, but then her mind flashes with a memory of when she was a little child. She looks up into the sky.

When you KNOW the jury is gonna find you GUILTY and youCAN'T get out of it.

Far better to die a free man, then to spend the rest of your life being dogged by a criminal record!

in case of ebic long lasting diarrhea

Yeah man, i'm crazy as they come

in the middle of an orgasm

There was a band that had a song about that.
"And I said hey man nice shot" or something like that.

This was a good read. Good on you for spreading positivity, you have a wonderful night.

yea i actually did read it lol it was nice

always. It's always a good idea to kill yourself

I was listening to rain sounds on youtube while reading this. It made me feel somewhat sad but very comfortable. Thanks man.

Never.
But when all things considered, it isn't a bad idea either.
In the end, it will depend on how you feel at the time of thinking it.

Im reading it so far its pretty good

What are you even talking about? Who leaves it up to a jury? Challenge the jurisdiction of the court, in most cases without a victim that's enough to win... The state can't be a victim, no matter how hard they try. But if your betting on leaving it to a jury you're fucked... Is it common law or some statute an asshole buerocrate wrote down? Constitution Trumps all... If you stay under it... Which is why you have to be careful and never get tripped up... Arainment is where everyone fucks up and gives up all their power. The system is made to trick you, be smarter.

Worth the read to be honest

Beautiful post

This this the same CherryCrush that does ASMR on Youtube? She used to be a pornstar or something?

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When you have to ask bullshit fake fucking questions like this to get attention.

When it's 2020 and you realize you should have invested in cryptocurrency earlier

when there's nothing that makes you feel good in any way. but first i'd try antidepressants, they at least make your downs endurable

when you find yourself posting on Sup Forums

its by filter

my buddy told me to get into bitcoin when it was worth like 150 bucks so yea that time came for me a long time ago and gets more painly every day, thanks for reminding me ya jackoff

i read it...

Can we get more suicide memes plz

trip like i do...

:)

This.

I've got court coming up, and will an hero if found guilty. Might post about it, too.

wow

when you ask for it

All the time

This
Not when you get dubs.
Since you have nothing to live for, you could take out a huge loan and put it against your car, then drive you car off a tall cliff so you won't give those dirty jews a cent. Remember to take a lot of sleeping pills with it.

you have to be 18 to post here

>tfw I read this and remember crying over a piece of cheesecake on my birthday a few years ago.
If I can just make it to old age, God will take the pain away.

if there is an afterlife they fuck there, perhaps even very enthusiastically considering that they might look better

I look back to when I was raising my son. As a toddler he would almost always hurt animals and steal from shops. We would have to go back and pay for chocolates we found him eating on the walk home. Shop owners deliberately place those items at their eye level, so in my mind theyre asking for it.

The cat taught him not to hurt animalsal and i taught the cat not to hurt children.

Never.

Enjoyment and happiness in life is purely a matter of perspective. Certainly, physical discomfort is unavoidable depending on conditions: pain, hunger, etc. But masochism can easily make that pleasure. Just focus on it and create a pleasurable mental attitude to accompany the sensations.

Knowing that all sensations are just that, proceed to understand and be happy for whatever sensations you are receiving for without life, you wouldn't even have that.

Unhappiness is the result of life not meeting your expectations. It is not life that was wrong, it was your expectations. The sooner you get over that and stop worrying, the sooner you can be happy with whatever life you have left.

Oh, and if you spend it loving and serving Christ, it goes on forever and only gets better.