by Dagon » Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:30 pm
- Motto: "Ain't nobody got time fo dat....."
- Weapon: Null-Ray Rifle
Ok, I'll try this one. But I want you to understand that I in no way mean for any of this to sound condesending, or that I'm making light of this situation, or any of that, ok? 'Cause this is serious, and even if I get a little goofy, I don't mean any disrespect, ok?
Cool.
Suicide is a tough one, dude. Assuming that 'dude' is accurate and you're not a lady. I'm taking this grad course on Dostoyevsky and he spends lots of time talking about the VIRTUES of suicide, and has entire characters devoted to the idea.
But look, I'm 31, and I think that just about any of us on the board here who are over 20 have probably been in a similar situation as you are right now. I think we've all known someone who's talked of or considered suicide. The numer one thing to do would be to get talking to someone who's probably better suited to help than you are, and you already did by talking to your minister, so way to go on that.
As far as life being worth it, it really, really is. But we all need to come to see that in our own ways....what makes it worth while for you, may not touch me in the same way, you know? I guess I'm far too draconian (read: 'evil' and insensatively old fashioned) in my outlooks on things sometimes, but I think that if one doesn't find those things that make life worthwhile for themselves, then life kind of isn't all that worthwhile. Like, I'm not religious, ok, so you've got me on that one since you at very least KNOW a minister, but I do appreacite a bunch of religious talk and thought as philosophical premesis. If your friend is religious as well, that would give you a whole bunch of different angles to introduce to try to help them. I'd personally try to saty away from the whole 'suicide is a sin' biz, becasue that may not really be what they want to hear.
I would hazard to say that the most important thing in life in general is figuring out what you're doing it all for. Like, what gets you out of bed in the morning? In Brothers Karamavoz (Dostoyevsky, 'cause I mentioned him earlier) Ivan Karamazov is thinking of suicide but says that he'd miss the 'sticky green leaves' that come in the spring. I think that when you try to level that against a human life, leaves don't amount to much more than, well, leaves. But sometimes, even in the most complex of lives, sometimes it really is the simple things like those leaves that get us moving every day. I think that maybe the best you can do for your friend immediately is to try to help them find the little things that make them happy to be alive.