Let me be clear, I'm currently undergoing medical treatment in the form of medication and psychotherapy for Depression (D-word) and have had various forms of treatment over the last two years. I'm in a good place as I write this. My mind is clear and I'm safe.
In Australia about seven people commit suicide per day, or about 2,500 people per year. About three-quarters of people who commit suicide are male.
In Australia about seven people commit suicide per day, or about 2,500 people per year. About three-quarters of people who commit suicide are male.
I’m not much of a storyteller but here it goes.These photos are not a cure; they are not a request for sympathy or attention. They are keeping my mind occupied and healthy.
It’s an easy task for me to hide behind a computer and shed light on the dark D-word Depression.
This form of treatment has been recommend by my doctor, as I have trouble talking to family, friends and even doctors. Im embarrassed, ashamed and guilty that I cannot find the comfort in this world.
It’s an easy task for me to hide behind a computer and shed light on the dark D-word Depression.
This form of treatment has been recommend by my doctor, as I have trouble talking to family, friends and even doctors. Im embarrassed, ashamed and guilty that I cannot find the comfort in this world.
34 year old male, married with two beautiful children. A full time job, a great family life. Where has it gone wrong? Why do I feel like this?
This is how I felt two weeks ago.
I have the means, do I have the will? My head keeps on pushing me for the kill.
It’s attacking me and this dark dog is about to take its last bite and finish me.
I dream about how its going to end. Helpless and overwhelmed with emotional tormenting pain. I wanna take dangerous risks, do something impulsive, stupid and harmful.
I can't talk; I’m so tired I can't sleep. All I do is weep for the end. My heart feels as though it’s going to explode inside of my chest, please make it quick and do it already.
My life is fading away. I want to escape, my loved ones will be better off without me.
But how will I do it? Rope, rifle, pills or perhaps it will be an accident. Truck vs. car on the way to work. Yes thats it. An accident, least that’s what people will think? I have the means. My plan is clear, now for the final act. Do I have the will?
I have the means, do I have the will? My head keeps on pushing me for the kill.
It’s attacking me and this dark dog is about to take its last bite and finish me.
I dream about how its going to end. Helpless and overwhelmed with emotional tormenting pain. I wanna take dangerous risks, do something impulsive, stupid and harmful.
I can't talk; I’m so tired I can't sleep. All I do is weep for the end. My heart feels as though it’s going to explode inside of my chest, please make it quick and do it already.
My life is fading away. I want to escape, my loved ones will be better off without me.
But how will I do it? Rope, rifle, pills or perhaps it will be an accident. Truck vs. car on the way to work. Yes thats it. An accident, least that’s what people will think? I have the means. My plan is clear, now for the final act. Do I have the will?
What will be my last words I say to my loved ones? What will they talk about at my funeral? What will people say to my two kids once Dad is gone? How will they grow up? Is this really my way out? Do I die young? Will I create a bigger problem?
I became obsessed with these ideations and questions in my head.
I became obsessed with these ideations and questions in my head.
Thankfully I did not act out my ideas and my wife encouraged me to seek help. My help involves therapy, medication and just talking about the D-word.
If you or someone's life is in danger please speak up and call for emergency help.
Alone and broken
Help me from myself.
Thinking is distorted.
I dream about how its going to end.
