By definition, I know how you feel. Sometimes it feels like finding a way out isn't even worth the effort. But guess what? I'm atheist. Therefore, I'm going to have to say, no, don't kill yourself. As far as anyone knows, you're not going to wake up at any pearly gates only to be told you're going to Hell (logic, people). You're not going to "wake up" at all. When you die, you simply won't exist. Oblivion is a much scarier thought than facing the pain of everyday life. Existing, despite the pain, is very much a known struggle. Not existing, oblivion, is terrifyingly unknown. Think about it. I'm sure you'll know what to do, or in this case, what not to do.
I'm talking about what death would be like from your point of view, because suicidal thoughts are traumatic enough in and of themselves that, at this point, you're probably not spending your hours pondering on the emotions of the loved ones you'd leave behind. No matter how blindingly, infuriatingly intrusive the world is (I speak from my own experience, yours is probably different), it has the potential to be a beautiful place. As RoseIsabella commented, it's temporarily unbearable, but it *does get better*.
But only if you give it the chance.
Is it normal to want to kill yourself?
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By definition, I know how you feel. Sometimes it feels like finding a way out isn't even worth the effort. But guess what? I'm atheist. Therefore, I'm going to have to say, no, don't kill yourself. As far as anyone knows, you're not going to wake up at any pearly gates only to be told you're going to Hell (logic, people). You're not going to "wake up" at all. When you die, you simply won't exist. Oblivion is a much scarier thought than facing the pain of everyday life. Existing, despite the pain, is very much a known struggle. Not existing, oblivion, is terrifyingly unknown. Think about it. I'm sure you'll know what to do, or in this case, what not to do.
I'm talking about what death would be like from your point of view, because suicidal thoughts are traumatic enough in and of themselves that, at this point, you're probably not spending your hours pondering on the emotions of the loved ones you'd leave behind. No matter how blindingly, infuriatingly intrusive the world is (I speak from my own experience, yours is probably different), it has the potential to be a beautiful place. As RoseIsabella commented, it's temporarily unbearable, but it *does get better*.
But only if you give it the chance.