I hear people say it gets better each day, but mine gets worse. I hear people say suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, but 38 years doesn't seem temporary. I can say I am not hopeless because I have PTSD alone, but I am hopeless because I have had it since age 12 and am now 50. If I close my eyes and image I am 20 the hopeless goes any, so it is not hopelessness over having PTSD, but rather the realization that I missed out on the milestones of life, have little chance of making the goals of marriage and children happen and have very few years left to build a live and cram a lifetime into it I could snap my fingers and be cured today.
My depression comes from the events I missed out on, but depression does not motivate my thoughts of suicide. My thought about suicide are without passion, derived from logic and not emotion. For me, I am reminded of Red in Shawshank, "When they say life, that is exactly what they take, life, or the part that matters", but in this case it is not a "they" but PTSD. Suicide for me is a matter of subtraction: Each year of illness leaves one less at the end. If you have PTSD from 12 to 75 is there really any sense in refraining from suicide so you can enjoy your alzheimers?
My depression comes from the events I missed out on, but depression does not motivate my thoughts of suicide. My thought about suicide are without passion, derived from logic and not emotion. For me, I am reminded of Red in Shawshank, "When they say life, that is exactly what they take, life, or the part that matters", but in this case it is not a "they" but PTSD. Suicide for me is a matter of subtraction: Each year of illness leaves one less at the end. If you have PTSD from 12 to 75 is there really any sense in refraining from suicide so you can enjoy your alzheimers?