Worth Repeating...
 

Angry enough to kill yourself?

Please remember: To be angry is natural. To be angry at ourselves and others is normal. But to be so angry at another that you turn this awesome aggressive power on yourself is neither natural nor normal. It is, rather, an expression of the formula that frustration leads to anger leads to aggression.
And if you are not careful and smarter than the average bear, you may become a victim of it.

So before you kill yourself to "show" someone just how mad you are at them, consider that, should you succeed, your suicide will have created nothing, contributed nothing, and changed nothing. True, you will have made a statement about how angry you were, but ask yourself, "Do I have to say it this way?"

I hope not.


Excerpt from the book "Suicide, The Forever Decision" by Paul Quinnett

Alffe
 

Has a birthday Wednesday, February 3rd.

more repeating
 

all families are less than perfect, Alffe. Maybe being an "insider" I understand it better than those who haven't been there, and I will never understand everything about anyone's situation ( not even my own).But no family is perfect. I don't see your family as flawed. It's a real family with worse challenges than a lot of us have. I see your family as battered but strong, and a model for "going on through the fog".

And I understand about sharing things in public..you know how bad I am at that. BUT....it's how I came to know you and for that I will always be grateful.
:grouphug:

Speaking for myself I can say I just don't know where I would be today if you hadn't been here to share with me. I just will never forget when I stumbled onto this site... I was in such a horrific place... and I just knew I couldn't be the only one who knew the devastation and hopelessness I was feeling.

The pain from losing Dad to suicide is still so very painful. Words just can't express the compounding, complicated gamut of emotions those left behind must try to bear. It was such a blessing to me to find you, and others who "knew what was in my heart".... and to see that though the pain still remained.......others were surviving. It gave me hope.... it still does! :hug:

So ((Alffe)) my friend, you have done an amazing job in your mission..... Many thanks and much love, :hug: Nikki

The Bible and all religious books, are stories and tales of Life and Death, sadness and great joy, hope and despair ..more.hope and Salvation [in the main]

Without books of this nature the world would be a different place, yes some books are doctored to suit the reader, and when relayed in story form often lost in translation or manipulated to fit a cause or train of thought.

Though ultimately the fundemental part and detail of the story shine through in all religious books..........by hearing the story you gain insight to its meaning, and understanding of its intent as a story.........[the message it gives you]

Alffe without people like you and so many others, the sad story of suicide would not be heard. It would remain a chasam of mystery, despair, and pain.
Just by telling the world about your son Michael, he lives on in the lives of those your story has saved and will continue to save from this forever descision.

The seeds you sow in your story, like many religious stories, ......blow around in the wind a while......take root a while then wither....but SOME take root, and through your strength and conviction to the story............they help write a new chapter..that someone else will narate to others in need of hope, forgiveness, understanding, empathy, love,

The good thing about any story, is if its repeated enough times, its remembered................and re-told

David:hug:

Why?
 

I don't know why.
I'll never know why.
I don't like it.
I don't have to like it.

What I do have to do is make a choice about my living.
What I do want to do is accept it and go on living.
The choice is mine.

I can go on living, valuing every moment in a way I never did before,
Or I can be destroyed by it and, in turn, destroy others.

I thought I was immortal.
That my family and my children were also.
That tragedy happened only to others.
But I know now that life is tenuous and valuable.

So I am choosing to go on living,
Making the most of the time I have,
Valuing my family and friends in a way never possible before.

From "My Son - My Son" by Iris Bolton

I really like the fourth stanza in that. Life can throw some real curve-balls, and there is no, "happily ever after," and life is not a cinderella story. There is struggle, struggle, and beauty and joy to it all.....learn, learn, learn.......gain character, the only thing you can take out of this world with you.....;) :grouphug: