Do you wish you were never born? Do you think about suicide

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No, I'm glad I'm born, I'm glad to live and I've never thought of killing myself. Why should I kill myself because of the difficulties I go through in life? There are people who are worse than me, and never think about killing themselves. I prefear to be optimistic about my life.

These are things I would prefer to think, but it doesn't do much to stop the depression. I can't just make it go away because I am sometimes I am glad that I was born and glad to be alive. What I mean is that someone who does think about suicide isn't doing so because of some failure to have the right attitude or whatever, but because they're mentally ill.

Also, I want to be clear that I am not trying to justify suicidal thinking. I much prefer to do the opposite. However, I also want it to be understood as something other than how one chooses to look at the world or how one chooses to think.

I tend to think of myself as having brief lapses of contentment and peace in an otherwise depressed state. I prefer to think happy thoughts too, and I do, but it doesn't change how I feel one jot or tittle.

Personally, I don't understand-and am finding it increasingly difficult to tolerate-people who say, "Just snap out of it." Or, "Think happy thoughts and your feeling will follow." and "Don't be so negative." and especially, "You feel that way because you choose to." Especially when it's coming from people who once suffered from depression and have overcome theirs somehow. I think people like that just say those things because when you display your depression in some form, it tells them all isn't wholly right with the world when people suffer from such a debilitating illness. It's not so much that they care how you feel as it is that they just don't want to think about it or see it, so they try to make it go away.

Personally, I believe people should have the right to choose when they die. They don't get to choose when to be born or even if they're born in the first place. Most of the time human beings seem to muddle through life with very little control over their environment, especially if they're poor. People should have the right to be in control of when they die, barring an accident or terminal illness. Depression can be a terminal illness. It just takes years of suffering before they either commit suicide, have a remission, or die miserable but glad to finally be dying.

Life isn't for everybody. I wish the US would have programs like they do in Switzerland, where persons who are chronically depressed can choose a death with dignity, but apparently life is so valuable here that the miserable are forced to stay alive and yet be misunderstood and disrespected by the rest of our normal society.

I did for a time, when two of my best friends abandoned me just a few days apart. I didn't want to kill myself, but I wished that the world would end. Now, I'm happy to be alive. One of those friends is talking to me again, and the other I don't miss anymore because of how she treated me.

I've had a pretty rough past, socially and emotionally. I'm still happy to be alive, even though I've had an upbringing that was rough in that way. I'm also the type to celebrate autism. I also know that it seems strange to the majority of the people in this thread, when I post stuff of this nature. There might be another member who have experienced the things that I have who wishes that their mother aborted them.

I definitely wish I was never born, I'm just not capable of putting in as much as I get out of most relationships so I think the world would be a better place without me. I'm also a drain on natural resources such as food.

I occasionally consider suicide, but my fear of death overrules it.

I hear you about the fear of death overruling your suicidal ideations. For me, though, it's not so much fear of death as much as it is fear of botching the attempt and ending up a vegetable or committed to an institution and worse off than I already am.

I just hope that death is the end. Screw the afterlife. Give me an eternity of unconsciousness.

There's nothing worse than non-existence, so no I don't want to loose consiousness and leave this world full of pleasures and opportunities. Suicidal thoughts are nothing more than feeling of despair.

Technically speaking, how can you know there's nothing worse than non-existence?

From Atheist's point of view it makes sense. Actually no one knows what happens after death but still I don't want to loose consciousness because well It's either you live or die.

No, but my mother told me that if she had her way she wouldn't had us twins.

The first time I remember thinking that I didn't want to be alive anymore was at the age of 5.
When I was a younger, every-time I heard about someone (nearly) dying, or that you could die by doing this or that, I kept thinking about doing it to myself, whether it be throwing myself down the stairs, or poising myself with deodorant.

Several times per day, I wish that I was never born. I wish that I was dead more than that. I have tried to commit suicide 16 times. I know that my 17th attempt will be successful. I will approach my last and final suicide attempt in the same manner that I approached my weight loss. I am going to use a combination of methods to get the desired result.

No one asks or even gets a say so in their birth, dna, biology, etc. but I resent my existence and I hate when members of the mental health community feel the need to interfere as if they are somehow going to step in and fix all of the things in my life that I hate.

I've spend my entire life trying to 'fix' s**t that will never change. I've done everything that I could do to make my existence better and nothing works. It's pointless to even continue to try.

I resent God for allowing my biologicals (to some 'family') to even meet and procreate. I believe that my creation is the most unnatural thing ever. I hate being me. I hate being black. I hate this existence that I am trapped in. I want out of here!

I can't wait to die.

Every day for now. I found no reasons neither for living in this society nor for hermit life.
Life is difficult in both these ways but what's the prize for overcoming the troubles? Nothing.
Damn, I wish I have pistol but in my country they are prohibited.

If I had a dollar for every time I thought about suicide, I would be raking in a tidy living.