17-Year-Old With Depression Asks r/RoastMe To Roast His Photo So He’d Have A Reason To End It All, Internet Responds

I live near a very famous and popular suicide spot called Beachy Head, it's a giant cliff. I also used to work in the mortuary at the local hospital. The saddest thing was when people who jumped had grit and gravel under their ripped apart fingernails, from when they changed their mind once they'd jumped and tried to claw their way back up or tried to stop themselves falling. Luckily a different hospital looked after child deaths but suicides were definitely the hardest to deal with.

I think about this every single day. I could never leave my husband and baby. But depression is a monster that never goes away.

This may sound strange, but the guy should get a puppy or a kitten. Knowing another life depends on you living is a very strong motivator to live. I've been there and that has helped me tremendously when the dark thoughts creep in. Make a promise to be there for them and keep it.

Don't know if you will ever see this dear boy: several times in my life I was where you are. Life was too hard, unbearable, I couldn't take the emotional pain, I have been despondent. I never went through with it for different reasons, but each time my bottom line was that it was my right to experience as much of life's joys as possible, even crumbs of happiness -- and I know that sounds weird, right? Who would want crumbs? Well, me -- I'll take as much as I can get, even the smallest bit it so worth it. No one can promise you life will be easy, but please know that life is hard for most of the 7.53 billion people on this planet. Whatever it is that causes you such deep sorrow, you are not in it alone. I cannot recommend therapy enough -- I have been in therapy for years because I need guidance. It's one of the best things I have done for myself. Please be good to your friend MufasaQuePasa. Big warm comforting hugs to you.

in 1991 I jumped in front of a tube train in London. Luckily I jumped too soon, and lay under the train as it roared overhead. Luckily, I lived. I have had the most wonderful life since then. Met and married my husband over 20 years ago and now live in beautiful Cornwall by the sea. Life is worth living. I didnt really want to die, but I just couldn't cope with the depression and anxiety. Life will not be better if you are not here, the people who love you will be devastated. I am so glad my family didnt have to go through that. I am so happy to be alive, and try to help everyone I meet who has depression (easy enough to spot once you have been there yourself!) It gives even more meaning to my life to help others escape this cruel illness. Stay strong, people. Seek help. You ARE worth it !