[thelonely1]

What do you do when you're all alone and desperately lonely, yet when there are people around you'd like nothing better then to get away from them?

What do you do when you can't bear the thought of living so depressed, but can't think of a single thing that can bring you joy?

What do you do when you ache for someone to talk to, yet in the presence of others you can't find any words to speak?

What do you do when the expression of happiness from others makes your own world seem darker?

What do you do when each day you wake up and are disappointed to find that you're still alive?

What do you do when it hurts so bad on the inside that physical pain feels good?

What do you do if you have forgotten what it feels like to be happy?

What do you do if you can't remember ever being happy?

What do you do when you've lost the will to live?

[Alffe]

A Reason to Live is a practical handbook for people who may be struggling to find a way, or a reason, to live.
It's for people who don't want to be here.
It's for people who don't consider suicide an option but wish they were dead.
It's for people considering suicide as an option and wondering if they should stick around.
It's for people who don't want to kill themselves but get trapped in suicidal thinking, or attempts, anyway.
And it's for people who want to kill themselves but wish someone could give them a reason to live.
It's also for people trying to help someone else - someone they know, love, or care about - a reason not to die and hope for life.

The book is a collection of articles written by authors across the nation. Some of these authors are professionals who counsel or help people haunted by the idea of suicide; some are people who have grappled with the idea personally. The alternatives to suicide are ideas that have worked either for them, or for people they know, or for their clients.

The reasons to live come from their hearts.

The author is Melody Beattie

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It's in paperback Lonely1 and I hope you won't reject it instantly.

[Addy]

Lonely1...

What Alffe said!

[DMACK]

lonelyone

What do you do when you're all alone and desperately lonely, yet when there are people around you'd like nothing better then to get away from them? [ take a break away from people out of choice , but sometimes talk to strangers, as they offer the best advice because they have nothing to gain or lose.]
What do you do when you can't bear the thought of living so depressed, but can't think of a single thing that can bring you joy? [ lonelyone dig deep into your soul and remember what has made you happy, and constantly try to recreate this feeling]
What do you do when you ache for someone to talk to, yet in the presence of others you can't find any words to speak? [say nothing & just smile, the conversation will come to you]
What do you do when the expression of happiness from others makes your own world seem darker? [hang out with those people, they will teach you happiness, and brighten your world ]
What do you do when each day you wake up and are disappointed to find that you're still alive? [Sleep that night, and extinguish all self for- filling prophecy LIKE ‘tomorrows going to be a bad day’= OR it probably will be
What do you do when it hurts so bad on the inside that physical pain feels good? [ Have years of physical pain that excruciatingly hurts , and pray to GOD your glad inside you don’t feel the pain inside]

What do you do if you have forgotten what it feels like to be happy? [remind yourself how it feels when your sad]What do you do if you can't remember ever being happy? [ ASK YOURSELF WHAT CAN I DO TO CHANGE THIS?]What do you do when you've lost the will to live? [ Write a living will....to survive]
__________________~ Lonely1

[Koala77]

Please know Lonely1, that whenever you're awake in the dead of night..... I'm often just a click away!
I can't promise always, but often sums it up nicely.

No-one should ever feel alone... especially when that "one" is sad, or having issues that are much too hard to deal with, or they just want to be heard, if just for a little while.

Typing HELLO, or anything else for that matter, then clicking, thumping or just simply gliding over the Enter Key ..... when you're tuned into the Sleepless at SOS thread..... will usually bring me out of hibernation if I'm around, and don't forget that "my around" is mostly when others are in the Land of Slumber.

I say usually because .... I get an email whenever some-one posts to the Sleepless thread. When that comes through I'm alerted that some-one is looking for some company.

I will always respond if I'm online, although if I'm having dinner (say) you may need to be patient for a while!

I will turn up eventually!

[thelonely1]

Thank you all for responding to me. Sorry I haven't said anything for a while. I feel kind of embarrassed that once again I've writen the same thing, and once again I'll have the hardest time making myself follow your advice... and I can't seem to convince myself that my life is worth all the effort. I can't even find enjoyment in anything, nothing is worth the effort of doing anything. What's the point of living without joy? How could you possibly find happiness without being able to enjoy life, without even being able to pass the time?

My roommates have officially moved away. That's kind of a good thing, because now I don't have the stress of having to deal with them. On the other hand, now I have nowhere to live, and the number of people who I know has dropped to zero.

Anyway this is all just pointless rambling and ranting. I'm sorry I can't be a more positive thinker, I know it's annoying to listen to, after all, that's why I can't get close to anyone unless I were to lie about how I feel all the time.

Thanks again for trying.

[Alffe]

Depression is an illness and there are medicines that can help...Please see a dr. Lonely1.

[Addy]

Lonley1... I don't know if you have any idea how similiar we are in the fact that when I have my down times, I'm completey back where I started, too. Each time it happens to me (which can be daily, last for weeks or not even occur for weeks), I search my brain and beat myself up wondering how "it" happened again... I lie in bed thinking about how difficult it is to continue living and I start thinking ... why am I living?

I'm usually pretty gentle on myself when this happens... I let my house get a mess, I watch a lot of TV - into the wee hours of the night - and sleep in until noon if I have to... AND now, more than ever before I tell a couple of my close friends who completely understand.

We keep pushing you towards taking medication and a therapist because we have learned how important it is. We know how difficult it is to find the right med, or how you don't like how you feel when you're trying the meds... but the long and short of it is... we are missing a chemical in our brain... and its up to us to find that which is missing. It take a TON of work - reaching out is the most difficult.

So my friend... don't beat yourself up... its all about taking it one day at a time... one step at a time. I am grateful you talk about how you feel ... because I know you are reaching out. Bravo!

Addy

[justired]

Lonely1 - thank you for putting into words how I feel. You are not alone and I can't even describe how it helps that I'm not alone either. I'm going to pick up that book the next chance I get because I am seriously considering giving up and checking out but do not want to do that to my family.

Thank you again for your post and thank you to everyone that responded. I'm new here and still finding my way around.

Debbie

[Lisa in Ohio]

This business of living
was meant to be more
than plodding along each day
with head bowed down and eyes on the ground
while time ticks the hours away

God made this world
a delightful place
with beauty everywhere
the skies, the trees. the mountains. the seas
the tang of the clean fresh breeze

A world to be lived in and laughed in and loved
and to be met with joy and zest
a world with the challenge to each of us
to give it our very best

This business of living
was never meant
to be a treadmill sort of thing
There are mountains to climb
rivers to cross
and glorious songs to sing.

I do not know who the author is to these words, but have carried them close to my heart for over fourty years. Tonight, when I wanted to share them with you all, I cried when I found out that this was another thing that RSD has stolen.