Talk to me about suicide
December 14, 2018 11:17 AM Subscribe
Right off the bat: I am not feeling suicidal, have an excellent mental health support system, etc.
But I just can't wrap my head around, why, philosophically speaking, not? I am looking for philosophical arguments against suicide, your personal anecdotes and thoughts are welcome. Allow me to elaborate in a kind of jumbled wall of text:
I am not a spiritual or religious person, and "the inherent value of human life" doesn't hold much power for me. After you die, there is nothing.
I'm firmly right-to-die, and it doesn't seem like a huge stretch to extend that right from physical illness impacting quality of life to mental illnesses impacting quality of life.
That one time I tried a new med and it was awful and made me want to die I just could. not. come up with a good reason not to die (fortunately part of my brain was successfully shouting "YOUR MEDS ARE FUCKED JUST RIDE IT OUT")
A loved one has a mental illness and suicide ideation is a constant in their life, and often the thought "maybe it is the right choice for them, they aren't wrong that life ahead is gonna be hard and painful." There's 80 year old miserable old bastards who's lives never got magically better. Time isn't a cure.
"But puppies and sunsets!" you say! But if there is nothing after death, you a) can't miss it and b) sometimes the puppies and the sunsets just don't outweigh the darkness.
So the only thing I'm left with is "people would miss you" which feels selfish and borderline manipulative.
Overall, I feel like the numbers don't add up in life's defense, if that makes sense.
I'm not super comfortable or happy with this "conclusion" I've come too, and would love to hear from all the smarter thinkers that have thought about this issue more thoughtfully, and come to a different conclusion.
please remember to be nice, I'm feel pretty vulnerable about this topic
I am not a spiritual or religious person, and "the inherent value of human life" doesn't hold much power for me. After you die, there is nothing.
I'm firmly right-to-die, and it doesn't seem like a huge stretch to extend that right from physical illness impacting quality of life to mental illnesses impacting quality of life.
That one time I tried a new med and it was awful and made me want to die I just could. not. come up with a good reason not to die (fortunately part of my brain was successfully shouting "YOUR MEDS ARE FUCKED JUST RIDE IT OUT")
A loved one has a mental illness and suicide ideation is a constant in their life, and often the thought "maybe it is the right choice for them, they aren't wrong that life ahead is gonna be hard and painful." There's 80 year old miserable old bastards who's lives never got magically better. Time isn't a cure.
"But puppies and sunsets!" you say! But if there is nothing after death, you a) can't miss it and b) sometimes the puppies and the sunsets just don't outweigh the darkness.
So the only thing I'm left with is "people would miss you" which feels selfish and borderline manipulative.
Overall, I feel like the numbers don't add up in life's defense, if that makes sense.
I'm not super comfortable or happy with this "conclusion" I've come too, and would love to hear from all the smarter thinkers that have thought about this issue more thoughtfully, and come to a different conclusion.
please remember to be nice, I'm feel pretty vulnerable about this topic
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