Were you ever homeless?

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Death solves nothing, it's just running away.

Well death literally solves all problems. You see i have no reason to love life, but all the reasons to love death.

I was homeless for a couple of months. I slept in trains and hostels.

Death won't give you anything, death can't give you anything.
Death=gone, you aren't their to "Love" any of it.

Depression is treatable, in life you aren't stuck with it forever.

You're too young, please don't commit suicide. Please call The Samaritans and seek professional help ASAP.

Killing yourself at your age is a real, real God awful shame. You miss out on so much experience. At east consider giving yourself a chance.

I'm now 31. I started feeling seriously suicidal at about your age, 19. I had very severe depression in my early twenties and am lucky I didn't actually kill myself. I ended up in hospital for it at age 24.

I guess it would have been easier if I'd acted on my suicidality, because I'd have avoided the inevitable struggles of the last few years, and pain.
But I'd also have lost the immense growth between now and say, ten years ago, when I knew so little.

In life you constantly learn more about yourself and others. It enriches you immeasurably. Cliché but true. That's the gift of getting older

Suicidal depression is an illness and very powerful. But if you can, please tackle your suicidality now, as you deserve at the very least a chance at seeing who you can become. You're just FAR too young to throw your life away

I often think in the face of suicidality, one has to think, ''do anything''. Even just go hitch hiking. If you're willing to lose life, what more can you lose?

Please seek support ASAP ! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

In five years you could be in a great place and think ''Thank God I didn't kill myself!! !''

At least give yourself a chance. You can always keep suicide as a last option. I do so myself!

Many of us on here have often felt despairing, hopeless, inconsolable and all the rest, for years at a time, because we are autistic and live in a world that is not tolerant to that. It's not an easy start in life to have

So please don't think that you are alone

Yes, I understand. It was the same with the guy I stayed with. I knew him through mental health services, I was 25 and he was almost 50.
His habits too were dirty; he was using newspaper as loo paper when I arrived, and his pile of washing up was so old that he had to just throw the plates away. When I opened the fridge it was completely black and rotten inside, unusable, and a fly flew out of it. Sounds unreal, but it was all real.
The kitchen floor was so filthy that it stuck as you walked on it.

But other than that I was never at any risk. He would occasionally fling me a nudist magazine to read because he was into all of that- but he was all talk.
It wasn't just better than nothing, he was also actually genuinely kind in a number of other ways.

He may have been mentally ill and dysfunctional, but he cared. He'd turn the TV off when I needed to sleep, even though it sometimes bothered him. He once woke up really early just to show me how the shower worked

I stayed on his sofa/couch

I could say more. It got me out of what was potentially hell at the time, and onto a more stable track. I will be forever grateful to him for that

It's really good that you stayed there, because actually that kind of help can be really a lot of help when there is nothing else.

I'm glad both of you women survived. You are both brave women. You can be a big help to people here.

Now Fos.....do think about what they have said.

It's not an "order" or anything.....but very much a request.

Sometimes, it helps to listen to other people; we autistics sometimes have trouble with that. I know I have trouble with that sometimes.

Thank you

On average depression last just couple years, even with no treatment. Your life will not always suck. Nobody knows the future. I know people who have gone through hell over and over again, and developed tough personality. My grandma is 100 years old. She had gone through some of the most horrible things in her life. Forgot about happiness, they often didn't eat meals for days. Her husband died from starvation. She survived. She saw all her children marry, saw all her grandchildren, all her great grandchildren. She immigrated to Canada, enjoyed her new life, new food, new technology and great medical care. She could have died when she was 29 - the year when two of her children died, she separated from her husband, and she got seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed for three months, no money for doctor or even basic food. If she died then she would never have had good life later and see the world's changes.

I suggest you get help with the depression. It is transient and you'll feel better soon. Mine lasted two years and I "cured" it by going to college. For me it works and is a lot cheaper than therapists, and I have diploma as a perk.

After loosing 2 jobs and having housing trouble I was homeless for some months 2 years ago. I was drug back to family family in another part of the state so I'm here for now. Appealing a denied disability claim and not sure on work or not.

How did she survive without food?

When going without food for a long time the body becomes accustomed to working on low food, and any extra fat gets burned away when needed.
In that situation, many catch small animals such as rats or frogs, and eat grasses, sometimes also picking food out of animal dung.
The smaller you are the less the body needs to live and the body itself will begin to eat itself in an attempt to survive longer.

In 2012, I seriously considered ending my life. I'm glad I didn't act on it. I would have missed out on so many good things.

Suicidal thoughts can happen; I've had some myself. Thanks for sticking around!

Thanks also.

Yes, for about 24 hours. If I had not looked poor I would've gotten robbed and probably would've ended up being homeless for months or years.

Thank fate that no one found out that I had thousands of dollars on me. It was due to being refused service at a hotel for looking homeless when in reality I was closer to middle or upper middle class and just didn't care about my appearance and had very limited amounts of transportation. (Now I care a lot more about my appearance.)

It made me feel bad for homeless people and bought a homeless person a pizza and decided to talk about their life.