glittergore
the sea, the sea
- Jun 16, 2020
- 119
Hi all,
So, I've been doing relatively well lately. I've committed myself towards recovery and have been making substantial steps towards achieving it. Even when, a few days ago, I was diagnosed with a rare neurological disorder that can cause blindness, suicide was more a fleeting thought than a legitimate consideration. This is particularly significant for me, as health issues have historically triggered my suicidal ideation more than most things. That being said, before this, I was profoundly suicidal for a long time; it seemed like my destiny, the inevitable, and the desirable. I think being in such a mental and emotional state for such a period of time has permanently altered my view towards death. If I were to die in the next hour - let's say, I go out for a drive and get in a fatal car crash or someone kills me during a burglary - I certainly wouldn't be thrilled with it. In fact, the idea causes me no small amount of despair and grief. However, I do wholeheartedly accept it. Death lurks unrealized in every space in life, and while I currently don't want it, I do accept it for the reality that it is. It's like, even when not entrenched in suicide, I'm no longer capable of being so actively attached to life that death seems like something to resist. Maybe this will change if I grow further away from my suicidal ideation, but this is how I feel right now. It brings me a great amount of peace to have this mindset; I no longer have to worry about my fragile human body, because if death happens, it happens. I'll try to take care of myself as much as I can, but there's no fear there.
On a related note, if this mindset does persist and I become suicidal once more, I think it'll be a lot easier to kill myself now. Funny to think about.
So, I've been doing relatively well lately. I've committed myself towards recovery and have been making substantial steps towards achieving it. Even when, a few days ago, I was diagnosed with a rare neurological disorder that can cause blindness, suicide was more a fleeting thought than a legitimate consideration. This is particularly significant for me, as health issues have historically triggered my suicidal ideation more than most things. That being said, before this, I was profoundly suicidal for a long time; it seemed like my destiny, the inevitable, and the desirable. I think being in such a mental and emotional state for such a period of time has permanently altered my view towards death. If I were to die in the next hour - let's say, I go out for a drive and get in a fatal car crash or someone kills me during a burglary - I certainly wouldn't be thrilled with it. In fact, the idea causes me no small amount of despair and grief. However, I do wholeheartedly accept it. Death lurks unrealized in every space in life, and while I currently don't want it, I do accept it for the reality that it is. It's like, even when not entrenched in suicide, I'm no longer capable of being so actively attached to life that death seems like something to resist. Maybe this will change if I grow further away from my suicidal ideation, but this is how I feel right now. It brings me a great amount of peace to have this mindset; I no longer have to worry about my fragile human body, because if death happens, it happens. I'll try to take care of myself as much as I can, but there's no fear there.
On a related note, if this mindset does persist and I become suicidal once more, I think it'll be a lot easier to kill myself now. Funny to think about.