I am not suicidal. I have no active plans to kill myself. I just honestly don’t want to live right now either.
Most people don’t understand there is a distinct difference between being suicidal and suffering from suicidal ideation.
When someone is suicidal, they actively want to die. People who are suicidal rarely talk about how they are feeling because they have already given up. They see no point in bothering anyone with their decision and aren’t looking for anyone trying to talk them out of it. They’ve already made up their mind. They spend their days taking a mental inventory of accessible means to follow through with their decision and planning their departure from this world.
I have been suicidal in the past. Before each attempt, I had a mental tally of all the medication I had access to, I knew which knives in my house were the sharpest, and had pinpointed where in my house I could string up a rope that would hold my weight. Thoughts of death consumed me.
Suicidal ideation is different. I am not actively looking to die or making plans to end my life rather I am struggling with wanting to live. To anyone from the outside looking in, they might think it is the same thing. I can assure you it is not. There is a big difference.
People struggling with suicidal ideation are usually vocal about their exasperation with life. However, they are usually afraid to fully open up about it because whenever many people hear the word “suicidal”, they panic, assuming that if they don’t intervene right away, the person might harm themselves. Others respond cruelly, claiming the person is having a pity party or just looking for attention, that they would have just killed themselves if they were truly serious. Either way, the moment anything involving suicide is mentioned, most people stop listening altogether and just react and respond out of fear or judgment.
I spend a good portion of my days feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted. I feel almost constantly overwhelmed and weighed down by the pressures of life. My mind is filled with repetitive thoughts about how I can’t keep living like this anymore. I am not looking to kill myself or making any plans to do so. I’m just so tired of struggling.
Not too long ago, I had a very bad bout of suicidal ideation. I laid in bed for hours crying because I just could not handle my life anymore. Curled up in a fetal position, I sobbed about how I could not take feeling like nothing ever works out no matter how hard I tried, that I was so tired of fighting, so tired of being stepped on, so tired of not being heard. Again and again, I cried out that I can’t keep going like this, can’t keep feeling like this, that I’m just not strong enough, that I’m broken beyond repair. I sobbed and I shook, coughing as mucus poured both out my nose and down my throat. I rocked and I cried, feeling so lost, so hopeless, more of a mess than anyone should be saddled with.
I cried and I cried until I eventually wore myself out and went numb. Never once did I start to coordinate a plan to kill myself because I was not suicidal. I just had the overwhelming feeling that I just could not take living any longer. I was suffering from suicidal ideation.
After my tears subsided, I laid in bed shaking and shivering. Eventually, I wandered out into the living room, curling up on the couch with my knees pulled to my chest and a blanket wrapped around me. I sat there in a fog for hours, mechanically sipping from a cup in my hands. I didn’t watch anything, do anything, think anything. I just sat there. I felt empty, numb, exhausted, worn out. Never once that day did killing myself cross my mind. I just was overwhelmed by the feelings of not wanting to live.
I won’t lie. Suicidal ideation can eventually lead to suicide if gone unchecked for too long. There is only so long that a person can struggle through life feeling like everything is pointless and all hope is lost before they eventually break. But if someone is talking about not being able to take living their life any longer, what they need more than anything is for someone to be there, to listen. They don’t need panic and to be locked up against their will and they don’t need to be called out for “just wanting attention”. They just need to know they are heard and they are not alone.
Suicidal ideation is a common part of depression. When life begins feeling like it is too much to bear, it doesn’t take much to trigger that downward spiral into hopelessness and despair. If someone is talking about feeling this way, they are trying to help you understand just how bad things are inside their head. No one struggling from suicidal ideation wants to scare anyone else nor are they looking to have some sort of pity party. They are overwhelmed with life itself and desperately need someone to understand. Even though there is nothing anyone can say or do to make things better, those suffering do take solace in knowing that others care enough to be there and to listen.