Nam
Diamond Member
Cookie, I think when a patient is admitted into a hospital, the aim is to just get that person through that really intense suicidal stage. They make sure that you take your meds, they make sure there is nothing around you that you could hurt yourself. A lot of the times, just time will help you recover from the really nasty suicidal thoughts. That is why they do that. They can guarantee that you will not commit suicide while you are in the hospital.
The hospital is not the only option though. When I was going through that, I just figured out a way that I wouldn't do it. Have an action plan. When you are feeling ok, sit down with your significant other and have a plan for when you feel this way. For example, when you get some bad thoughts, tell them to your husband. In return, he'll make sure that your environment is safe. Maybe even have someone stay with you that you trust. Have someone other than yourself be responsible for your medications so that you will not overdose or forget to take them. For me, just to be in the presence of humans helped me not do it. I can want to, but I won't.
Now the church thing. Cookie, my husband and I were very much part of a church. We were on boards, in the band, he worked for them. The very organization that should open their arms to people in need become people of the "judgement" society. They judge everyone and then talk to someone else about it. I remember a time when a member once stood up in front of the congregation and asked for prayers for her friend because he was going through severe bout of depression. You wouldn't believe the hush hush talk that happened after that. I understand your concern for the reputation of your husband. But YOU are suffering. The consequences of your death would be much, much worse. Many, many people go through depression and have suicidal thoughts, I just wish it was talked about more openly to help others understand how we feel and for them to be more compassionate. Please, I beg of you, please do not go to the hospital just for the sake of your husband's reputation. You are worth so much more than that. Your health is so important. If you do get to the point (and I'm sure you know where that point is...) that you don't think you can take it much longer, reach out and get help. You need help. Every person on this forum has endured so much more than a human should ever have to bear. It's okay to ask for help.
I know this post is getting a bit long, but I have a short story to tell. When I was about 6 months into my diagnosis, I started to see the signs of depression in other people. It's so easy to spot now. The pale face, sunken, glazed over eyes, the timidness...etc. There was a friend of mine at work that I noticed it happening to. I finally forced her to eat supper with me. (We worked the night shift..) I cornered her basically and made her eat with me. I purposefully went into a private room to eat. I asked her how she was doing, and she just broke down crying. I shared with her my experiences and how I felt during those times. She was amazed that a person like me could feel like that. (I can put up a pretty good facade.) And ever since, she had a friend at work that she could talk to. It made work more bearable for her and more enjoyable for me. I, in turn, had a friend too.
The world can be very cruel to people with mental illness. But it IS an illness that needs treatment. You wouldn't not go to the emergency room if you broke a leg would you? In fact, suicide is more deadly than that! If you had a brain injury that could cause death, would you just not go to the hosital because it might offend some people? Of course not! It is very serious, we are all vey serious about it here. We can only give you words, so please, please, reach out and get some help. I will pray for you.
The hospital is not the only option though. When I was going through that, I just figured out a way that I wouldn't do it. Have an action plan. When you are feeling ok, sit down with your significant other and have a plan for when you feel this way. For example, when you get some bad thoughts, tell them to your husband. In return, he'll make sure that your environment is safe. Maybe even have someone stay with you that you trust. Have someone other than yourself be responsible for your medications so that you will not overdose or forget to take them. For me, just to be in the presence of humans helped me not do it. I can want to, but I won't.
Now the church thing. Cookie, my husband and I were very much part of a church. We were on boards, in the band, he worked for them. The very organization that should open their arms to people in need become people of the "judgement" society. They judge everyone and then talk to someone else about it. I remember a time when a member once stood up in front of the congregation and asked for prayers for her friend because he was going through severe bout of depression. You wouldn't believe the hush hush talk that happened after that. I understand your concern for the reputation of your husband. But YOU are suffering. The consequences of your death would be much, much worse. Many, many people go through depression and have suicidal thoughts, I just wish it was talked about more openly to help others understand how we feel and for them to be more compassionate. Please, I beg of you, please do not go to the hospital just for the sake of your husband's reputation. You are worth so much more than that. Your health is so important. If you do get to the point (and I'm sure you know where that point is...) that you don't think you can take it much longer, reach out and get help. You need help. Every person on this forum has endured so much more than a human should ever have to bear. It's okay to ask for help.
I know this post is getting a bit long, but I have a short story to tell. When I was about 6 months into my diagnosis, I started to see the signs of depression in other people. It's so easy to spot now. The pale face, sunken, glazed over eyes, the timidness...etc. There was a friend of mine at work that I noticed it happening to. I finally forced her to eat supper with me. (We worked the night shift..) I cornered her basically and made her eat with me. I purposefully went into a private room to eat. I asked her how she was doing, and she just broke down crying. I shared with her my experiences and how I felt during those times. She was amazed that a person like me could feel like that. (I can put up a pretty good facade.) And ever since, she had a friend at work that she could talk to. It made work more bearable for her and more enjoyable for me. I, in turn, had a friend too.
The world can be very cruel to people with mental illness. But it IS an illness that needs treatment. You wouldn't not go to the emergency room if you broke a leg would you? In fact, suicide is more deadly than that! If you had a brain injury that could cause death, would you just not go to the hosital because it might offend some people? Of course not! It is very serious, we are all vey serious about it here. We can only give you words, so please, please, reach out and get some help. I will pray for you.