Hi everyone. I have no idea why I'm writing this. I'm a middle aged man, 37 to be exact and I think about suicide every day. Several times a day actually. I even have a detailed plan for it. More than one thanks to the book Final Exit. A good plan too. It would work if I just can get the guts to do it. Learned something from my suicide attempt during college. If I can just start the plan rolling I have a way to over ride my survival instinct.
I guess I have know most of my life, especially my adult life, that I'm nothing and I would as would everyone around me be better off if I was just gone.
A little less than a year ago I started a new job. Not what I was trained for but a job is a job. Because of this job I met a woman (I worked with her) and developed a crush. I knew better. Anyway she is a very nice and attractive woman around my age. She also had issues of her own. I knew there was no possibility of us being any more than friends. Although I longed for more. From a teenager on I knew there was never going to be any possibility of me finding anyone special and I was destined to be alone.
Anyway because of this woman, I began to feel and want things again. A meaningful relationship. As I said I'm 37 and I have never even been on a date. Have not even held hands with a woman. And I have a better chance at winning the lottery than finding these things. Still live at home although there are reasons.
So this woman and I have become friends. She is my only friend and probably the closest one I have ever had. I tell her everything. But I think for her I'm only one of her aquantince friends. If I died tomorrow I doubt she would notice. At least not for a few months.
I just feel so worthless and alone. And I know that will continue until I am able to find someone. I also feel so ashamed at this age I have never, been on a date, never been physical with a woman, etc. I realize that the best years are behind me now and any chance of happiness is over. Just lately I have began to think that I should hire an escort, just to find out what perhaps having a girlfriend would be like ... Right after that I should carry out my plan and finish myself off. This, of course makes me feel even more ashamed, embarrassed, worthless.
Back in October I went in to a walk in clinic, one of the thousands without a regular doctor, and talked about my depression. After the constant urging of this woman I have mentioned. Anyway I guess this doctor is now my regular doctor. Mention that you think about suicide and all of a sudden I have a regular doctor. Through this doctor (she is very nice) I was sent to the Mental Health Emergency Response Clinic. They did an evaluation, twice now, and say I have OCD, Severe Depression, Social anxiety disorder and horrible self esteem. Eventually I got into a temporary treatment assessment group. Went three times before they decided it was not a good place for me. Truth is they did not want a suicidal person in the group. I was dragging the rest of the group down. Even though I was the only functional one there. Now I have seen a phyc nurse three times as well to tide me over until I get into another program. I have been seeing my GP every couple weeks to a month as well, just to make sure I'm safe as she said.
No one has been able to tell me why I should or deserve to be alive. All they give me is little mind tricks to try to distract me. I know I will never be happy. Not unless I am able to have a relationship, have real friends. Basically join the real world.
I don't know how to cope anymore. I'm in tears all the time. Even at work now. I have all the elements of my plan now. How much longer can I live like this? I know I'm not strong enough to hang on for another 5, 10, 20 years like this.
I need a reason, just for myself, to go on. Not that I would devistate my mother, etc.
Don't know why I said all this to complete strangers. I guess I'm just looking for something to grasp on to.