kitia973
我亦定山河
- Dec 24, 2024
- 34
This is just a few recollections of my past years living in China as well as some of the people I've met there. We both shared similar thoughts on suicide and death, and I find it interesting how the views on suicide there were drastically different from the ones in the West.
I spent most of my childhood in the US, and I went to China two years ago. I studied at a mediocre school and was placed into a very mediocre class. None of my classmates particularlly excelled at academics, and I soon became one of the top students of my class. (It was not very hard. Most people were failing.) Social circles were not rigidly defined at my school, and there were top students who often hung out and made friends with failing students or students that never even went to school. I was one of them.
A few months into my school year, I met a girl through WeChat. She was in the same class as me, but had I never met her before because she never attended school. She, along with a few others in the grade, was taking an extended leave at home due to severe mental illness. She was a very kind person, and we eventually became close with each other. I remeber we both discussed the topic of suicide one day, and I found it surprising how easy it was to talk about the subject with her; she made no attempt to contact any other people and did not offer the superficial "help" and the pro-life views that Westerners love to impose on people. We were both suicidal, albeit for different reasons, but I found it extremely comforting to talk to someone that accepts suicide as a way to end the unnessasary suffering of life.
Now that I think of it, most of my close friends are indeed mentally ill and suicidal for wildly different reasons. But we found support in each other. Those who were "normal" did not try to force their beliefs on us either, but rather just left us alone and unbothered. I believe there is a word in Chinese called 价值观, which translates to "moral values". It is acknowledged that no two people have the exact same values, and there is no specific value that is "right". So even though we wanted to die, we still at least felt respected.
Having moved back to the US recently due to family reasons, I now see the visible cultural difference on the topic of suicide. I struggled with the transition of environments, which had a devastating impact on my mental health and my academics. I once brought up that "I did not want to live" in my new school. That was a great mistake, which ended up in both my family and the authorities being contacted. Furthermore, the school refused to let me go home until someone at home confirmed that I was not in danger. The school made no attempt to ask for the reason why I wanted to die, nor did they try to provide any kind of emotional support. Absolutely ridiculous; instead of understanding I received a threat of involutary hospitalization. How are suicidal people supposed to talk about their thoughts in a society like that?
I never brought up my suicidal thoughts again, and neither did I try to seek the "help" that would only limit my personal freedoms. I do miss my old friends in China. If they do ever commit suicide, I will be joining them.
Anyway, have any of you lived in somewhere that had different cultural views on suicide? What do you think about the absolute failure of a mental health system the US has?
I spent most of my childhood in the US, and I went to China two years ago. I studied at a mediocre school and was placed into a very mediocre class. None of my classmates particularlly excelled at academics, and I soon became one of the top students of my class. (It was not very hard. Most people were failing.) Social circles were not rigidly defined at my school, and there were top students who often hung out and made friends with failing students or students that never even went to school. I was one of them.
A few months into my school year, I met a girl through WeChat. She was in the same class as me, but had I never met her before because she never attended school. She, along with a few others in the grade, was taking an extended leave at home due to severe mental illness. She was a very kind person, and we eventually became close with each other. I remeber we both discussed the topic of suicide one day, and I found it surprising how easy it was to talk about the subject with her; she made no attempt to contact any other people and did not offer the superficial "help" and the pro-life views that Westerners love to impose on people. We were both suicidal, albeit for different reasons, but I found it extremely comforting to talk to someone that accepts suicide as a way to end the unnessasary suffering of life.
Now that I think of it, most of my close friends are indeed mentally ill and suicidal for wildly different reasons. But we found support in each other. Those who were "normal" did not try to force their beliefs on us either, but rather just left us alone and unbothered. I believe there is a word in Chinese called 价值观, which translates to "moral values". It is acknowledged that no two people have the exact same values, and there is no specific value that is "right". So even though we wanted to die, we still at least felt respected.
Having moved back to the US recently due to family reasons, I now see the visible cultural difference on the topic of suicide. I struggled with the transition of environments, which had a devastating impact on my mental health and my academics. I once brought up that "I did not want to live" in my new school. That was a great mistake, which ended up in both my family and the authorities being contacted. Furthermore, the school refused to let me go home until someone at home confirmed that I was not in danger. The school made no attempt to ask for the reason why I wanted to die, nor did they try to provide any kind of emotional support. Absolutely ridiculous; instead of understanding I received a threat of involutary hospitalization. How are suicidal people supposed to talk about their thoughts in a society like that?
I never brought up my suicidal thoughts again, and neither did I try to seek the "help" that would only limit my personal freedoms. I do miss my old friends in China. If they do ever commit suicide, I will be joining them.
Anyway, have any of you lived in somewhere that had different cultural views on suicide? What do you think about the absolute failure of a mental health system the US has?