Originally posted by MLB
Hey NGU,
I am not doing so well, my heart is heavy right now. I recieved a phone call this morning that I will never forget at apx. 11am and what this voice of sorrow told me is that one of my best friends shot himself in the head. No one knows why exactly, the guy seemed so happy, he always put others before himself, and never showed emotions of sadness. He was the most selfless person I knew. He would do whatever it takes to help someone in need. And when he was in need no one noticed because of the personality he has. Always smiling, caring, loving. He was everything anyone could ask for as a friend, brother and one day husband.
Do me a favor, text your friends, family, enemies tell them how much you love them, and care for them. Forgive your enemies for life is to short to hold grudges. Live everyday like its your last because one day it will be your last.
Message your family and friends, please for it may save one of their lives. Even if its not a friend, but someone you know in your community that seems depressed. Talk to them offer them help.
The loss of someone due to suicide is the worst feeling ever and NO one should have to feel the way that my community and I feel. We are all heartbroken and crushed for the horrific situation that happened.
And if one of you are depressed, message me. Please for the sake of those around you.
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-MLB :cry:
Well, if you have ADD like me, then it's actually impossible to acknowledge that friends genuinely care about you. I've been researching my mental illness for a few months, and
You must login or register to view this content. seems to apply the most. Perhaps your friend wasn't experiencing depression, but rather he felt his life neglected love and care, and emotional pain can be the worst kind of pain. You can't always recover from it. What I'm saying is: not all people that suicide experience depression. I've never experienced depression, and I've contemplated suicide before. I would think, "None of my supposed friends will care about me if I die tomorrow. They'll forget about me by the end of the week, if not the same day." I know some of my friends, and family members would be saddened by my death, but there's a difference between knowing something and believing something. Say, if your friend did have ADD, then if he'd be anything like my struggle with it, he'd be hiding large amounts of shame, because he'd consider himself an outcast. If your friend di have ADD, he'd never believe he belongs anywhere in life, and will think his relationships will ultimately fail.
MLB, you've gotta realize: it's the happiest people, the ones who seem to live perfect lives, or always smiling, always carefree...it's them that are the strugglers. They, we, use that false happiness, that smile as a veil to be accepted by society. They, we, don't believe anyone will care about our issues, and we hide it. There's only so long before a person can hide his true feelings before it turns really bad. People described me as this humorous, always happy guy in high school, but I believe happiness only comes from one thing: accomplishing your goals. And when those goals have obstacles, making them unobtainable, eventually the person gives up; gives up on his/her dreams, and his/her life. I'm a Christian, yeah? So, obviously suicide is not a good way to go. There's only two reasons I keep on going: the thought of hell is terrifying, and my grandfather came back to life at the age of 8. I don't know why. According to what my dad says (grandpa died before I was born), he was in Heaven and either met Jesus or an archangel. Either way, doesn't matter. What mattered is the fact that, whoever he saw in the afterlife told him it wasn't his time, and forced him back to life. Whether you believe in God or not, or whatever, that's the only other reason I keep on living. My grandfather was brought back whilst millions of children continue to die? There has to be a reason, and I'd be foolish not to seek it out. Really and truly, I have no hope for this world. It's corrupted and flawed with no way to redeem itself.
Ok, MLB, if you were suffering from depression, weren't able to tell anyone for fear of being rejected, and continuously put on a facade to amuse your friends, and you had no hope for a REAL happy future, you'd might choose suicide as well? (Note: This is all rhetorical/hypothetical, but I can only imagine it from my own outlook on life. I don't think he'd want to go to suicide prevention meetings or tell close friends, because that only promotes his isolation from normal society. It tells the rest of his friends, that he is different from them, and a guy with depression, or whatever doesn't want it to be publicly known.) Ok, say you choose suicide. The easiest options? Shoot yourself; quick and painless. Overdose on sleeping pills/drugs; peaceful. I don't know why your friend suicided, or even if it was just from being high or something, but that's just my 2 cents. Nothing is as it looks. And if he was suffering from depression, no amount of coaxing would get him to tell you about it.