Ellie needs you to stick around for a bit. Call a help line.
Woof! (That means now in dog speak.)
1. Go to a local church and find the minister. Seek professional help. Never commit suicide. People love you very much. God loves you very much.
No matter how bad it seems to you some are handling worse problems.
I will pray for you.
I feel your pain. But, truthfully, all bad situations pass with time. Please, please don’t take a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
As a survivor of a family suicide...I plead with you not to inflict that permanent pain on your husband and children.
Reach out and get help.
Lord, we lift up your hurting people whose lives have become so painful they do not wish to continue on. Holding on to God's promise for them...."For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'" Jeremiah 29:11
Help them to see a better future in Jesus name.
I will be praying for you.
Jesus saves. He is the only way I can live in this world. He is my source of strength when I can not go on. There is a billy Graham ministries phone line that you can call to talk to someone who knows your exact situation. The number is 877-247-2426. Please call that number. Do not give up. Like the other poster said, your husband needs you too. You hang in there.
You are special! Lifting u n prayer
When it gets tough, I pray the Memorare Prayer:
REMEMBER, O most gracious Virgin Mary,
that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection,
implored thy help, or sought thy intercession
was left unaided.
Inspired with this confidence,
I fly to thee, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother;
to thee do I come; before thee I stand,
sinful and sorrowful.
O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions,
but in thy mercy hear and answer me.
Amen.
When it is especially bad, pray a decade.
It is a very powerful intercessory prayer.
God Bless!
When a person contemplates this, they are not thinking clearly. When they reach out, as you have, it means there is hope. If I could reach you I would hug you. My heart goes out to you.
First, your husband is scheduled for surgery. Two weeks may seem a long time, but it is a blink of an eye. He will need you, and more importantly, he will WANT you there when he comes home.
Every life matters, despite what the media will tell you. I hope and pray that you realise that means you too.
Yes, you matter, your life matters.
You matter to us, but even more so you matter to your family.
And above all, you matter to God.
Please, please take a moment to breathe slowly, say a prayer, and pick up the phone. Call a friend, call a family member, call a pastor. Call anyone. And stay on the line, work through the darkness, and see God’s light.
You have the strength
Please allow me to add my voice to the many others who urge you to seek the support and guidance you so desperately need. The choices you make may affect you for only a short while but the ripples of your actions reverberate forever.
Your family needs you and this world is a better place with you in it. Please remember that you are loved and you are not alone.
Prayers up!
Think about who’s going to take care of Ellie if you blow your brains out.
Ellie needs you, my Friend.
There is a possibility your suicidal thoughts are caused by the medication you are on. So the thoughts you are having are not really your own, but are likely in your mind because of a chemical imbalance. Follow the good advice here about getting help immediately and be sure to contact your doctor as well.
You may feel overwhelmed at the moment but things will work out. It may look impossible right now, but it’s not. Think of all the simple things that you love in life, try to enjoy them until this moment eases. It will ease. Life can be painful and very difficult but it is worth every minute. Don’t quit, you will never know what is just around the corner—trudge on. Trudge on. Stay strong and rise to your challenge, you can do it if you don’t give in to the negative. Your kids and your husband need you to be strong right now. Stop being selfish and fight. If you need to scream and cry and throw something, do it but then get off the pity pot and fight.
I did when I was younger. I went through a few months that seemed an especially bad season of this oppressive helpless hopeless feeling of just refusal to see what the next moment would bring, like everything in life was Lucy taking away the football.
Fortunately or unfortunately my life began badly and I had a tolerance for pain early on. But that experience let mecknow that as oppressive and inescapable that pain was, it was not me. And it not being me meant I could outlast it.
Knowing that was not a path to feeling better. I would know that even when I felt Ibwas in a whirlpool of chaos and self judgement of no escaping, pain that started to feel sweet, comforting...distance from others feeling like security. I could soak in those feelings until I felt pruny (movie reference) but knowing that it was not me, but something else I could examine and see as separate from me, meant that I knew there was an other side. And that getting too used to the sweet side of pain meant I’d have a harder time being normal even when existence was cooperating from it’s end, I’d have a harder time connecting to the people who are put in your way to be angels.
I compare it to times when I was afoot and had to get home in a hailstorm. You have to go. There’s no way to avoid the pain. There is an other side, and this will be a story of a period of your life.
Sometimes pain or emptiness helps a person to make a frightening change for their good. I tell people I live on a sailboat, they think, oh, fantasy, Life of Riley. Well, it’s a fantasy now. But there was a nightmare going on in my life extreme enough to make me sell/give away everything, go bags in hand to run away to the ocean. I had no idea where my home was going to be or what boats Ivwas going to find. But I knew one thing solid, on the other side somewhere was my home out if the hail, and this would become a story. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Take what helps. {{pAiC))
I was in my mid twenties, with a new family when my mother planned for me to find her after Labor Day weekend in ‘83.
Trust me. You don’t want do do anything like that to those who love you. Especially your kids.
It’s been 32 years and I still haven’t gotten over the hurt and anger.
Nothing is ever that dire, no matter how much it may seem that way now.
No matter how bad it is, taking one's life doesn't solve a thing. It hurts those that care and love you for the rest of their lives. Some you don't even know how much they care about you. A dog has saved my life more times than I can count as they depend upon you for their entire life and just return love with no judgment. Talk to someone that is experienced in dealing with these feelings and ignore those that make you feel worse. God bless you and pray you get through this tribulation.
Proud American, we love you, you need to get some help.
DON’T KILL YOURSELF.
As someone said, that is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
Maybe your kids can help you, or maybe you need to come back to the US.
But I agree with the first poster, you need to seek help RIGHT NOW.
We are ALWAYS here for you.
DON’T KILL YOURSELF.
Just don’t, please!
Been there. Things get better. We need more proud Americans, especially Coloradans, spreading the message of truth and justice in the socialist Canada! Prayers up for you from Western Colorado.
Please call your son and daughter and ask them to come home NOW. You need them.
Call a hotline or a friend to come stay with you. NOW.
Please don’t have such awful thoughts. We love you here and would miss your posts terribly.
You seem to miss and love your husband. The fact that he put locks on his guns indicates he also loves you and doesn’t want you to harm yourself. He doesn’t want to lose you, and I suspect your children don’t either. Just my two cents. Hope you can get help.