Thinking of Suicide

Thinking of suicide?

Shout out loud. Right now.  
Right where you are reading this.

Seriously, SHOUT OUT LOUD. 

Let us hear you loudest primal scream.
It doesn't matter where you are.

SCREAM AS IF BEING ATTACKED

Scream as if someone is trying to kill you.
You are helpless.
If you don't get someone to help 
You will be killed.

WE CAN'T HEAR YOU...

SHOUT LOUDER!!!!

WE STILL CAN'T HEAR YOU...

SCREAM LOUDEST SCREAM!!!!

Tell the first person that responds,

"I'M THINKING OF SUICIDE"

Repeat this at home.
At school.
At church.
At Friday night's game.
At work

What are you afraid of?

Afraid to look
Stupid?
Crazy?
Weak?
Sad?
Angry?
Worthless?
Needy?

What's the big deal?  That's how you feel inside.
Say it out loud.
Say it to Someone.

STOP WHISPERING TO YOURSELF.

WE STILL CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!

If you haven't already

SHOUT OUT LOUD.
SCREAM AS IF BEING ATTACKED

NOW!

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Practice LHR, Listen, Hear, Respond
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Andresen Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 1:21 PM
- Only the thought makes me; Sad! & Angry! - Because it is ; Stupid! & Crazy! - Those who think such thoughts needs professional help! - Listen, Hear, Respond !!! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 9:10 AM
I don't know why, this made me cry.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 9:29 AM
Recently read an excellent essay on suicide, we the only animal to engage in self destruction; what intriguing animals we are. I've read a few may be suicide notes on this site, they are always unnerving. Your wisdom a wonderful surprise.
Vacek Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 9:15 AM
Thinking of suicide does not mean you have to die. Thoughts of suicide are trying to tell you something needs to die within you...You don't need to die. You must voice these thoughts aloud. Caught up in our own emotions, with theMaster of lies whispering in our ear, we get these two lines of reason confused.
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