Hi Readers – Having suicidal thoughts? Depressed? Anxious? I learned something the other day that astounded me. When I hear of someone who committed suicide I think to myself, “If only that person could’ve gotten through the last thought they had of harming themselves.” It just makes me so sad.
What I learned the other day is that the “impulse” to commit suicide (like the impulse to steal something, make a mean comment, eat something you shouldn’t…) lasts only 12 minutes on average. Think of the lives that could be saved and the grief avoided if that person could’ve somehow made it through that impulse without acting on it. I don’t know how you found my page, but I’m glad you did. Maybe this is the 12 minute you need.
Are you depressed? Anxious? Feeling hopeless? I’ve been there. And I’m pretty sure I’ll be there again. In 2006 I was hospitalized for three weeks because I was suicidal and despondent. When I’m in that pit, I’m not myself. I’m actually getting a bit anxious even writing this but I have to get it out!
You may be saying to yourself, “She doesn’t know my situation.” You’re right. I don’t. The one thread we have in common (I’m pretty certain) is our negative, distorted thoughts. We obsess over things. We assume what others are thinking. We see bad situations as catastrophic. We play out negative scenarios over and over and over… I believe God created us with the ability to “take our thoughts captive.” Hear me out. Even if you don’t believe in God, isn’t it amazing we can actually “think about what we’re thinking about?” Seriously. When I discovered that, I was so excited. So, in a nutshell, when I feel anxiety or depression coming on, I stop what I’m doing and “think about what I was just thinking about.” Sometimes I’ll even write it down. I can usually pinpoint the thought that brought on the anxiety or depression and move my thoughts on to something positive. I tell myself, “I’ll get back to that later.” Then I never do!
I started to add something about cognitive behavior therapy and the tools I’ve learned to recognize my triggers, but I decided to leave you with what I’ve written so far. I’ll be praying for YOU. There’s hope, I promise.
This is Abby, my rat terrier mix, and Mack, my huge orange kitty. Hope they make you smile.