Caycee
Member
- Aug 28, 2018
- 37
A few days ago, I felt an urge to read about the Shah of Iran, his exile, and his two grown children who died, one by suicide. The other, a woman of 31, died in her London hotel from an overdose, but I don't think it was suicide. However, she was desperately unhappy based on everything I read. She lived in great wealth, traveled the world, ran with the best and brightest, she was beautiful, she was not encouraged to work because she was royal, and I guess she just was here and then she wasn't. Her brother shot himself in Boston in 2011. He was studying for a PhD in Persian History or something like that and had attended a number of Ivy League schools. In a way, these people have always been somewhere in the periphery of my psyche. To have been thrown out of their country, with their ancient lineage, and to have vast amounts of money but none of the power that a royal assumes. That must have just eaten them alive, especially the man.
The main reason I bring this up is because I am rather new to studying this subject, though I have been suicidal in my head most of my life. I always have seemed to find a way through it to another day. That could be coming to a close finally this year due to too many painful events happening all at once. The thing is that in my reading here in this forum, the impression I get is that it is very, very hard to destroy the body. I read of one poor young man who tried around 9 times and he finally did some drug I can't recall and hanged himself. I cannot do that. I am an older woman, and I'm tired, and I have to go gently into that good night. I think of this Persian woman who just went to sleep. I think of Marilyn Monroe and my best childhood friend who just simply died from Fiorcet intoxication (ruled a suicide, but I think it was an accident, as a doctor explained Fiorcet sits in the body for a long time and she had real trouble with migraines and a fear of doctors). She just fell in the bathroom and died.
There is a good book on depression called The Noonday Demon. Think it won the Pulitzer, and the author talks about his own urges to die and he said he always keeps Seconal on hand. He helped his mother die from stage 4 ovarian cancer with Seconal and champagne and she didn't vomit or fail. She just went to sleep. Are there gentle ways? I'll keep reading, and I'm really tired and upset tonight, having discovered earlier today that people I've known for over 20 years and who have been living in a trailer I own for free, have stolen the trailer because they know I want it back in order to sell it (I need the money). I don't have the fight in me to deal with eviction, civil court, etc. I wrote to them to let them know that while their actions will not be the only reason I leave this Earth by the end of the year, it will be the last one, and my blood will be on their hands. I imagine they will think I'm just being dramatic. I'll be here more often now, and apologies for any remarks that seem ignorant. I just must find a kind way to go, something that won't scare me.
The main reason I bring this up is because I am rather new to studying this subject, though I have been suicidal in my head most of my life. I always have seemed to find a way through it to another day. That could be coming to a close finally this year due to too many painful events happening all at once. The thing is that in my reading here in this forum, the impression I get is that it is very, very hard to destroy the body. I read of one poor young man who tried around 9 times and he finally did some drug I can't recall and hanged himself. I cannot do that. I am an older woman, and I'm tired, and I have to go gently into that good night. I think of this Persian woman who just went to sleep. I think of Marilyn Monroe and my best childhood friend who just simply died from Fiorcet intoxication (ruled a suicide, but I think it was an accident, as a doctor explained Fiorcet sits in the body for a long time and she had real trouble with migraines and a fear of doctors). She just fell in the bathroom and died.
There is a good book on depression called The Noonday Demon. Think it won the Pulitzer, and the author talks about his own urges to die and he said he always keeps Seconal on hand. He helped his mother die from stage 4 ovarian cancer with Seconal and champagne and she didn't vomit or fail. She just went to sleep. Are there gentle ways? I'll keep reading, and I'm really tired and upset tonight, having discovered earlier today that people I've known for over 20 years and who have been living in a trailer I own for free, have stolen the trailer because they know I want it back in order to sell it (I need the money). I don't have the fight in me to deal with eviction, civil court, etc. I wrote to them to let them know that while their actions will not be the only reason I leave this Earth by the end of the year, it will be the last one, and my blood will be on their hands. I imagine they will think I'm just being dramatic. I'll be here more often now, and apologies for any remarks that seem ignorant. I just must find a kind way to go, something that won't scare me.