When you were most desperate to commit suicide, what sustained you to the end?

There has always been a severe psychopathic bulimia (bulimia), which led to depression for a long time, once wanted to commit suicide, at the beginning of this year, on the day I was ready to commit suicide, I went to pick up the courier, my recipient filled in "Ms. Yang", the gentle-looking courier uncle looked at me and smiled and joked: "This courier is yours, how can such a beautiful little girl be called Ms. Yang" I was suddenly stunned, and I turned my head to cry after receiving the courier, I was also sad because I cared too much about my figure and appearance, as if I was embraced by the sun all of a sudden, yes, this world is still very gentle, I can't just give up on myself, how can I die without even a male ticket! The occasional word from someone else at the extreme of your thoughts can really pull you to heaven or to hell.

For the first time, I really felt the wonder of the sentence "good words are warm in three winters, and bad words are hurtful and cold in June". Thanks to that courier uncle.

I had depression before, and I had another suicide attempt, and I woke up in the hospital, and I saw my mother, who was very calm, and I asked her what to do if I couldn't wake up, and my mother said that she was ready to accompany me, and my heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and I never committed suicide again.

It's an infinite loop, and I want to die. Then I want to live a little longer and try it, maybe everything will turn around. It seems to have gotten a little better! Lie to me, life is still such shit. I want to die. In this infinite loop, I have lived to this point.

I was a little depressed, and once asked my mother to say, if I jump off the thirteenth floor, what should you do, my mother chirped me Then the bear hugged me and said: Then my mother jumped from the fourteenth floor, that night, the pork chops were super delicious, the daffodils were also blooming, there was a big spider web on the flower pot, and the spiders who lived on it laid eggs, and then I looked down from the window, and I always felt that something was pulling my feet and wanted to die, and I always wanted to die, but I never thought about suicide again.

At that time, I was standing by the river and wanted to commit suicide, and then jumped down, and then I heard someone call my name, and then plopped, I turned around and found that my grandmother jumped down, and my head was really hot, so I quickly swam over and rescued my grandmother to the shore, and my grandmother lived in the hospital for half a month, and I never committed suicide again.

The knives were all on my wrists, I was at the top of the stands, I could see everyone in the playground, but no one could see me. When I was about to start, it was probably someone living in a nearby family home, and an aunt was playing with a little girl. When she passed me, I hid the knife behind my back.

When she walked away, I found five or six pimples on my feet, scolded my mother, and then went to buy six gods. Well, actually, the biggest reason is that I'm afraid of pain.

When I made this difficult decision, I suddenly received a WeChat message from my mother, with only one sentence on it: Baby, what are you doing? Mommy misses you!

At that time, I really burst into tears when I saw this sentence, and then I took a week off from the company to go home to accompany my family, and I would never have the idea of suicide again.

Two or three months ago, I wanted to kill myself and made a plan. Suddenly I received a ** from a good friend, on which is the blue sea, he asked me to see the sea in the summer, I suddenly wanted to bury myself at the sea, so I agreed to him, and then in the summer, when I saw the sea, I no longer wanted to commit suicide.

Once I was going out to throw myself into the lake, and it was raining while walking, and I met my grandmother who was going home, and yelled at me: What are you doing on a rainy day? Don't hurry home yet. Then he was pushed back and didn't say anything more.

I'm Xiao Ou, a 26-year-old girl, three years ago, I committed suicide and took 150 pills, and after 9 times of hemodialysis, I was lucky to survive.

At first, I complained about why my parents saved me, but later, I gradually understood my parents and family. I also chose not to do stupid things anymore.

After taking various medicines and being in a coma for a long time, my life changed dramatically after I woke up.

My memory became very poor and very poor, I began to be unable to remember a lot of things, I began to become silly and happy, I am a girl, I can eat a chicken in one meal, I begin to realize whether my behavior is normal, I grin every day, do some things that do not make bounds, and say things that do not make sense.

will twitch from time to time, run downstairs and wander aimlessly, living in a daze. In the past three years, I have been struggling with the sequelae, doing a lot of simple work, and I have not passed the probationary period, because I hurt my head, and I can't keep up with the chain limbs in all aspects. With a meager income, he eats a big pot of hot food, and sometimes he will prop himself up to the hospital.

Severe headache every night, dazed sleep.

Everyone has a sad point, I hope readers don't blame me too much, I am on the way to getting better, if I go back to the night three years ago, I will not take medicine to commit suicide, I broke my wings with my own hands.

I hope everyone can cherish life, cherish everything you have now, don't learn from me, I am now very poor, and the newly learned knowledge can only score more than a dozen points.

It is not easy for a mother to conceive for ten months, and it is not easy for parents to raise themselves, so don't give up your life. I was unfortunate and lucky, when I went to the hospital, the doctors said that I would not survive, and in the end, although I broke my brain, I survived, and everything began to have hope again.

I've experienced it, so I advise you, even if life is difficult, don't commit suicide, this world is not as easy as you think, and it is not as difficult as you think, I used to be smart and smart, and now I am living in a daze, as long as I live well, there is really nothing that I can't get over.

In life, there is only experience, you can't bring anything in this world, and you can't take anything away, go through it, temper it, enjoy life, enjoy life.

There are many good people in this world, not all of them are dark, there will always be someone who will pull you, hoping that you can spend every day full of sunshine and positive energy.

I've been there, so I advise you not to kill yourself.