“I don't know when the idea of suicide first occurred to me. In some ways, it had been in the back of my mind for years. Yet, oddly, I would never have thought of it as an option. It was the perceived lack of options-the final, unacceptable solution to a grave and insoluble dilemma. I had always thought of it in the same way: If all else fails, if I have nowhere else to turn, I can do this.” IfsKnowsWayYearsMindFirstsI CanIdeasTurnsChoicesCan DoFailingSolutionsSuicideFinalsGravesSuicidalDilemmaOf My MindI Can Do This Book:The Beast: A Journey Through Depression Source: The Beast: A Journey Through Depression
“Even at this stage, my preparations were like strapping on a parachute in an airplane that was about to crash; the whole time I was preparing to hurl myself out the door, I clung to the hope that something would happen at the last minute to forestall that terrible necessity I felt-not hostility, as psychiatric texts would say, or vengeful rage, or a desire for attention. This was done in secret, out of a need to alleviate pain which was as implacable as thirst.” NeedsDoneWholeHappensPainLastsDesireFeltSecretAttentionDoorsMinutesStageTerribleRagePreparationAirplaneCrashThirstPreparingSuicidalHostilityAlleviateLast MinutePsychiatricParachutesVengeful Author:Tracy Thompson
