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suicidal people deserve a space to talk about their suicidal feelings without risking hospitalization/institutionalization or being accused of being manipulative or attention seeking
It’s a therapist. The word you’re looking for is a therapist.
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The second a therapist thinks you’re even slightly suicidal (ie. Whenever you even say the word suicide) they “pink slip” you, which means you get sent to a mental hospital against your will.
I think about suicide almost every day, but it doesn’t always mean I’m gonna go kill myself.
I just want to say, as someone who has taken courses in ethics and regulations regarding psychology and therapy and has worked at a counseling center for more than five years, THIS SHOULD NOT BE THE CASE. The only time a therapist or other healthcare provider is required to report suicidal or homicidal ideation is if there is a specific plan. I am deeply sorry to anyone who has ever experienced a therapist who acted otherwise. To the person above, I am not sure what your experience has been, but I promise you it is not a typical one, at least not in the area where I live (California). I have never heard of a “pink slip”, and I’ve worked with therapists for 5+ years.
Going to a therapist changed my life. I was able to open up and say “I think about suicide almost every day”, and for the first time in my life someone said “You don’t have to live like this.” She didn’t have me hospitalized, she didn’t raise any alarms. She gently asked me if I had a specific plan, and when I said no, she said “We are going to help you get better.”
YOUR THERAPIST ABSOLUTELY SHOULD NOT HAVE YOU HOSPITALIZED AT THE MERE MENTION OF SUICIDAL IDEATION.
If you say, “I’m going to kill myself tonight by overdose,” then yes, they are required by law to have you hospitalized. Otherwise it is THEIR JOB to help you process your feelings and find a way to help you function and feel better.
I cannot be more emphatic about this. Therapists, by and large, are here to help, not to hospitalize. If you have health insurance, contact them today to find out about your mental health coverage. Go to your general care doctor and tell them how you’re feeling so that they can refer you to the right person. If you don’t have health insurance, find a resource for a free/reduced fee clinic near you. Marriage and Family Therapist Interns are a great option, as they often see clients on a sliding fee scale. PLEASE GET HELP.
LISTEN TO ME: YOU CANNOT LEGALLY BE HOSPITALIZED AGAINST YOUR WILL FOR SUICIDAL IDEATION. FEAR OF HOSPITALIZATION SHOULD NOT STOP YOU FROM SEEKING HELP.
I understand that many people have hospital related trauma, and I understand, and sympathize. Talk to me. Send me a message. I will be happy to find you further information on laws and regulations in your area, referrals to other counseling centers, or even just listen to what you have to say.
I couldn’t in good conscience scroll past this without saying something. As someone who struggled with depression for much longer than I should have because of fear of seeking treatment, I want to encourage everyone, experiencing any degree of mental illness to get help. I will do anything I can to support those of you going through something like this. I’m here for you.
I literally talk to my therapist about suicidal ideation all the time and all she’s ever done is have me clarify that I wasn’t planning on acting on it. I’m tired of tumblr discouraging people from trusting mental health professionals.
like I literally had to tell my therapist I was a danger to myself before she called the hospital to set up the admitance (the closest decent mental health ward is two hours away from my town) and even then she specifically ASKED me TWICE ‘do you think you need to be hospitalized?’ (I had self-harmed at least 4 times over the course of 3 days and I knew that I would do it again if I wasn’t under 24/7 observation) I’m not saying your bad experience is somehow invalid because mine was different I’m saying that there are decent people able to help if you are willing and able to take that step
Yes. Being in nursing school, we are taught that being a danger to yourself or others, such as having a suicide plan warrants admission to the hospital. If you’re speaking to your therapist or health care provider about your depression and your suicidal thoughts but NO plan, you would obviously get a follow up, medication, other therapy if needed but not automatically sent to the psych unit or mental hospital.
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same, with my therapist she’s not legally allowed to share any information i give her to anyone else, not even my parents. the only exception is if i’m in IMMEDIATE danger to myself or others, which meant that i have a plan or something. but suicidal ideation? that alone isn’t enough for her to send me anywhere. The whole point of her as my therapist was that she helps me through my issues, which includes helping through the suicidal ideation parts. Some therapist may be lousy. But there ARE good therapists and they WILL help you Don’t be afraid to try. A good therapist really will help you loads in the long run
…I’d feel them out a little first. Therapists are a very mixed bag.
…i’d feel them out a little first therapists are a very mixed bag
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I CANT BELIEVE I READ THIS KIND OF POST JUST TO HAVE HAIKU BOT COMMMENT UNDERNEATH FFS WHAT IS THS
It hurts. The go to person that I have is also the one that curses me a lot.
Alam niyo ba gaano kasakit sa isang tao na sabihan ng ‘walang kwenta?’
For the first time last 10-28-17, I opened the laptop and searched for effective ways to commit suicide instead of hanging myself. I was not scared and I was determined, just because of the message from one person that I have received, pin pointing all the things that I’ve done wrong. I considered myself useless despite of all the things I have done for him. Funny how someone does not notice his wrong doings but kept on telling me what my actions has been.
“Mas gusto ko pang iblock ka kaysa makausap ka”
“Para kang hindi girlfriend” “Napakawalang kwenta mo”
“Wala akong pake kung didibdibin mo ‘to”
“Palagi ka nalang gumagawa ng problema. Wala ng magaan na araw”
This was from my boyfriend. I admit it, I got used to it. He used to tell me that I am useless whenever we fight. I have done a lot of bad things and I know that, but whenever we are are not okay, I still care for him. I have never said anything bad to him and it is my fault that I cannot let go.
My life is considered as happy - I have a great family who supports me, good house, good grades, great friends. But still, I end up feeling depressed and my anxiety attacking every-f-time.
I stopped searching for ways to commit suicide. I slept, woke up and proceeded with life. I am still building myself but sometimes I fall apart. I became distant with my boyfriend with my actions lately. Its not fun. I want to let go. The words are affecting me so much and the horror is haunting every night.
This is my horror story.
I believe that I somehow know now how the world works in circles.
Will you believe that I am known as the wise, silent and smart girl before? It all went upside down.
Starting when I was a kid up to when I am in high school, my mother NEVER had any problem with me. I was considered as one of the girls that someone would see as a role model. But everything went upside down when I reached 18.
Who will thought that I would mess up? My whole life was already planned. I will finish my college, find a job, then will build myself.
But what happened was, I was just living - living so that my family will love me. Living so that they will praise me. It was all wrong. I went the shortcut. I applied for a work, left school and tried something new.
It did not worked out. Something is still missing. I was earning money, getting promoted, buying stuff, paying bills. All was there. But still, I am not contented.
I asked for signs - then something huge has happened. There came a time where we had a mini reunion because it was the debut of a former classmate. I was supposed to be there but I got work which was at night; but my best friend came at the venue.
When I opened her messages right after that day, I was literally crying because she said that all of them talked about me and kept on saying that “sayang si Lorraine.”
It was life changing.
Now, I do not know if I am back to being a role model, but I know that I am getting things straight.
Hindi ako sayang. Hindi sayang lahat ng ginawa ko.
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After years of not writing, I feel like myself again. I was lost for years which felt like days. Came looking for myself in the midst of what do I want want to be in the future and what needs be done. I felt adulting earlier than my age should be.
I am just happy that slowly I came liking what I am right now. I went back to school, took the course that I will love in the future, laughing hard and drinking during free times. Being friends with people without any doubt was the best. I am slowly learning that there are people that does not need to fully meddle in your life, but you can involve them in. Its funny how the world works I have finally let some walls down.
I am still with someone, he makes me feel better and bad at the same time. Its odd, but he makes me happy whenever I am down. He makes me feel the whole world is ours but he makes me feel down whenever we are not okay. Its sad sometimes I want to give up but the irony is I do not want to leave.
Anyways. I would be dropping thoughts here from time to time.
I do the the stupidest things all the fucking time
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You deserve someone who is utterly obsessed with you.
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Do not settle for the first person who buys you dinner or for the person who says you look pretty, do not settle for the one who does not share your dreams but laughs at your jokes. Do not settle for attraction without depth, or good conversation with no intent to stay. Do not settle for charm when they do not value what you value, do not settle for convenience without love. Do not settle for a candle when you were taught to love the sun, do not settle because of time when you know that love is patient. Do not settle, please do not settle because there is someone out there who refuses to settle, and you are worth so much more than convenience and ease, you are worth a heart that fights for you.
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Sama ng loob.
Sobrang sama ng loob ko sa mgaa taong umaalis sa buhay ko, sa taong ginagawa akong option, sa taong nandiyan lang pag may kaialngan. Sobrang sama ng loob ko. gusto ko kalimutan, alisin lahat, pero sa tuwing nababasa ko o nalalaman na tinraydor nila ako or ganun ginawa at ginagawa nila sa akin, sobrang sakit. Hindi ko maiwasang masabi na “puta” at “gago”. Dito ako nagkakasala sa Diyos, sa alam ko na may bagay na hindi ko basta basta malilimutan.
Pero hindi ko rin na matatanggi na kahit anong oras, kahit anong sitwasyon, pag sila nag sorry sa akin, nag explain, lumapit at kung ano mang approach, handa akong tanggapin sila ng buong palad, buong yakap, nakikinig na tenga at handang pagkatao.
Lahat ng dumadaan sa buhay mo na lalaki, mala teleserye, nakakakilig...panget nga lang ang ending.
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