Who is feeling suicidal?
If only it were that simple. I agree with you that it's my life, and my choice. But I'd hate to pass on even one ounce of my own suffering to another. I've already drove my girlfriend into such a depression that she's leaving me. The last thing I need to add to that is the guilt she'd feel if I killed myself.
hartzofspace
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I have to share a story that explains why I would never go to a hospital emergency room if feeling suicidal. I once called a local crisis line, and expressed that I was overwhelmed and possibly suicidal. They promised to send out a crisis team, and have a talk with me. When they arrived, they suggested that I should go to the ER and get an evaluation. I had a 10 year old daughter at the time, and said that I didn't want to leave her alone, so they said to bring her along.
I finally agreed, and started to go upstairs to get my shoes. Suddenly one of the workers said "don't let her go upstairs! She might try to jump out of a window!" Even though I had already agreed to go to the ER voluntarily, the other worker called the police while I was still trying to explain to the first worker that I was only going after my shoes! The police arrived, and I was forced to ride in the car with them, along with my daughter. I was humiliated in front of my neighbors, who probably thought I was being arrested for something.
When I got to the ER, the next stage of their hidden agenda was revealed. They kept trying to lure my daughter away from me with offers of cookies and milk. I told her to sit tight, and she, by now terrified, obeyed. I fond out later that they had called some other agency, and had a caseworker all ready to take my daughter away from me, while I was being evaluated. There was another person standing by the door of the evaluation room, wearing a pair of rubber gloves and a smirk. I was sick with terror by now, since I had no idea how far they would go. When the psychiatrist finally arrived, he at least was reasonable. He expressed amazement that I had been treated the way that I was and not only recommended that I return home, but file a complaint against the Crisis workers. Which I did. The lesson that I learned, was that if you ask for help from some agency, you might get more than you bargained for, including duplicity and betrayal.
Sorry if this sounds negative.
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I finally agreed, and started to go upstairs to get my shoes. Suddenly one of the workers said "don't let her go upstairs! She might try to jump out of a window!" Even though I had already agreed to go to the ER voluntarily, the other worker called the police while I was still trying to explain to the first worker that I was only going after my shoes! The police arrived, and I was forced to ride in the car with them, along with my daughter. I was humiliated in front of my neighbors, who probably thought I was being arrested for something.
When I got to the ER, the next stage of their hidden agenda was revealed. They kept trying to lure my daughter away from me with offers of cookies and milk. I told her to sit tight, and she, by now terrified, obeyed. I fond out later that they had called some other agency, and had a caseworker all ready to take my daughter away from me, while I was being evaluated. There was another person standing by the door of the evaluation room, wearing a pair of rubber gloves and a smirk. I was sick with terror by now, since I had no idea how far they would go. When the psychiatrist finally arrived, he at least was reasonable. He expressed amazement that I had been treated the way that I was and not only recommended that I return home, but file a complaint against the Crisis workers. Which I did. The lesson that I learned, was that if you ask for help from some agency, you might get more than you bargained for, including duplicity and betrayal.
Sorry if this sounds negative.
I was suicidal a couple years ago, and we went to the ER. I was treated like I wasn't as suicidal as other people because I cared about my schoolwork. That was my outlet at the time, so it makes sense that I only worked on homework. I finally got a diagnosis of MAJOR depression (not minor like those losers said), and I'm on meds, unlike before. (They just sent me to a gazillion different doctors)
Hartzofspace, that's disgusting what they did to you. And that smirk was totally out of line.
Ebec, I know how you feel; people think I'm fine because I function or whatever. They don't care until you're dead and then they're all boo-hoo and saying nice things about you, but you're not there to hear it.
hartzofspace
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I've also noticed that the more intelligent you are, the less serious you are taken when suffering from major depression. I have never been able to figure that one out.
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