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whywere

Enlightened
Joined
Jun 26, 2020
Messages
1,075
HI! I can relate to the aspect of wanting to rest and tired of unwanted (suicidal thoughts) thoughts, but I seek the help of our global family here, take a walk, have a cup of tea and/or take a nap to help overcome the destructive thoughts. I send you, @nopointofliving lots of hugs, smiles, pleasant thoughts/vibes and support to help you today and always. Walter
 
FuneralCry

FuneralCry

Living dead girl
Joined
Sep 24, 2020
Messages
2,032
I can relate. It’s why I take so much comfort in death as I believe it is pure nothingness, permanent peace. Life really is cruel to us and these thoughts can torture us. I hope you find relief.
 
KrommeVinger

KrommeVinger

The world is a hell, inhabited by tormented souls
Joined
May 25, 2021
Messages
9
Me too. And we still feel the frustration of not completing what we want so much, for lack of courage, for compassion to those who love us or whatever the reason. But lately I'm starting to feel that it's unbearable to live like this, and with no expectation of changing this situation. Sometimes it seems that life only ends for those who had a lot to do around here. I feel like a zombie wandering aimlessly and with no reason to be here.
 
Wrennie

Wrennie

〘 Latent Corpse 〙
Joined
Dec 18, 2019
Messages
916
I’m tired of being tired; it’s all so tiresome and tiring. Living a “life” where you’re unendingly, relentlessly plagued by suicidal thoughts is akin to being an insomniac that is never granted any sleep whatsoever. Most people would agree that the latter is a form of torture, yet those same individuals would go on to dismiss those of us who suffer from the former as simple attention-seekers.

I’m sick of dealing with dealing with things. I beg of something to put an end to it. What that something is, I don’t yet know. I just want to be tucked into the dirt and laid to rest.
 
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