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Rob Kerin says
Thanks for your thoughts through the comics. I think a lot of us who have depression, have thought about suicide. Please never give up on yourself!! Everyone is SPECIAL in their own way!!
I dont give up on myself. I like myself, kinda. But its everything else that I give up on. Noone that can actually help me, no meds help, cutting stopped helping several cuts ago. All I have in this world, is myself. And soon that wont be enough. Everyone IS special in their own way, me: Im a lost cause
This is a really important comic! People who’ve settled on suicide can have very sudden and drastic mood upswings!
If they go from truly depressed to sunshine-and-flowers, it may be a tip off that something isn’t quite right.
Please keep this in mind, it just might save someone.
This is absolutely true. 🙁
I remember this feeling. How cheerful I was for a couple of days when I decided “ah yes it’s the end” and in the end I didn’t go through with it. But it was so weird to feel so light.
Reading this comic is basically making everything clearer and I kind of want to link this to people with a note “this will explain me”.
Lia R. says
I’ve done this. The thing is, I was crying for 2-3 hours while hyperventilating, but I suddenly had one thought- ‘you won’t be around to fuck up any of this’. And suddenly I just stopped crying, and I smiled.
Takayuki Ikemura says
There was this guy once, around 50, who’d been struggling for probably his entire life. He’d been to treatment several times too.
But one spring, he’d finally started getting it together. Managed to clean up around his house, sort out his stuff, even smiled to people once in a while.
Took him a few weeks to sort everything out, but people were happy for him since he was doing so much better.
One fine day, he’d taken out his bike, went around the small town where he lived, greeted people on his way and left a cheerful “bye”.
A little later they found his bike by the river.
Something to think about when someone who’s usually down suddenly seems to be doing better.