Is suicide morally acceptable?

Just like anything else, it depends. I’ve lost many friends and family. Regardless of the cause (self inflicted or not) its all the same in my eyes. Accident, illness, preventable, OD, old, young, plug pulled, dead is dead. As long as its kept personal and private I have no problem with self inflicted death. Blowing your head off with a shot gun where close family will find you is BS.
 
My POS brother in law tried the knife to the throat in his car. Wife and 3 kids at home.
Condolences to your sister and nieces/nephews. That's gotta be the worst ....... to have a close loved one be unsuccessful or successfully succeed. So I will comment to the original OP's question.


No. I do not think it morally passive to even be considered. Not even if it is euthanasia.
Very selfish to attempt to or succeed.

@oakwilt why do you bring this up? I hope all is well for you and those that are close to you.
 
@96coal449 , This is something I feel very passionate about so your are going to get a earfull. I don't know if I have been around a dis-propionate amount of death as its hard to quantify.
My father was diagnosed with a milder form of lymphoma when I was about 5. It was a very hard go for him and I. He spent about 18 months in the hospital on an off his death bed when I was about 10. The cancer affected his immune system along with the treatment. At that point he had a sinus infection, spinal meningitis, shingles, and pneumonia all at the same time. My parents went through a divorce, at about the same time as the initial cancer diagnosis he eventually remarried to a woman who happened to be a hospice nurse (unrelated to my dad's heath). My dad had continual impatient visits for illness, and constant treatments through out my childhood. I spent a lot of time in the VA hospital, and got on a first name basis with much of the staff. I new the building as well as I knew my school. There was even once where I had to move him from the 8th ward to emergency at about 12 years old when he entered anaphylactic shock from IV drip medication he was taking. Big pharm faked a shortage to jack up the price, the VA refused to pay for it and after months of degrading health they managed to import from a different country with different ingredients. Cancer medication was in my vocabulary from a very young age.

I received many birthday and Christmas presents weeks to a month or more early not knowing if this was his last. The sinus infection lasted until his death, as a few other ailments that he was not able to shake. When i caught a cold, or got sick my dad wasn't there to care for me. He couldn't for if he contacted what i had it could be another stay in the 8th floor.

He held on nearly to my 20th birthday. His lymph nodes swelled in his gut to the point he couldn't shit or even fart, coupled with a odd fungal infection in his lungs. It was a bad roll of the dice, with out a biopsy they didn't know how to treat the lung infection. The meds to get his lymph nodes down would make him hemophiliac and then un-able to take a biopsy. All the while on a morphine drip to keep him comfortable. He chose to call it in. In his last few weeks he was so high he didn't even know I was there, at times he though I was his dad and would speak like a toddler. We could have tortured him, but we let him go on his own will.

Yes, it was fucken hard on us. It must have been hell on him. It would have been very selfish on our part not to respect his wishes. I know I couldn't live with that, but I knew I could live with letting him go. New layers unfold daily, when I hold my 10 year old son and pet his head while he is puking or has a high fever. That's a privilege I never got to experience, and yet it's a privilege that I can provide it.

Before, durning and after I've lost classmates, witnessed a first grader get killed by the school buss (I was about 8-9), lost friends to accidents, diseases, suicide, OD's and OD suicides.

Like I said, you don't have to agree with it, but its a personal choice. Be it illness, mental health, or other reasons. Dead is dead, and when done with grace should be acknowledged with grace. Death is part of life, some of us choose when it happens, how it happens and others don't. Our culture is very death phobic, and that is sickness at it's worse.

Your obviously entitled to your thoughts an opinions. Just don't subject others to your judgements. People make the wrong choices all the time, but not everyone all the time.
 
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I know a guy who did that too but must’ve hesitated at the last second cuz the bullet ricocheted off his collar bone and tore down thru his insides. Several surgeries and wearing a bag for life now
Actually folks this is a sensitive topic in my home, my wife’s dad took his life with a firearm. Sadly it’s more common than we all might think. As a first responder in my community in 2 years I’ve dealt with 2 separate suicides by firearm and 1 attempt by drugs.
 
This is pretty serious thread.

It's pretty messed up to ever find yourself in that position. It is just as messed up to shell out so much harsh judgement if someone follows through. We are surrounded by people hellbent on simplifying everyone else's position and scoffing at the notion that they might not be well composed in the same circumstances. As sad as it is, if someone insists that the only solution is the final solution, who are we to tell them that they have to endure the pain of living?
Furthermore, don't speak ill of the dead. It's always in bad taste. I don't care what they did to offend you, they won't ever do it again.
 
This is pretty serious thread.

It's pretty messed up to ever find yourself in that position. It is just as messed up to shell out so much harsh judgement if someone follows through. We are surrounded by people hellbent on simplifying everyone else's position and scoffing at the notion that they might not be well composed in the same circumstances. As sad as it is, if someone insists that the only solution is the final solution, who are we to tell them that they have to endure the pain of living?
Furthermore, don't speak ill of the dead. It's always in bad taste. I don't care what they did to offend you, they won't ever do it again.
You know, anger towards another person is cancerous to oneself. You cannot move forward harbouring anger towards another.
My granny, a very religious lady, always reminded me the heaven and hell exist here on Earth and we choose which to live in every moment we are alive. Such a powerful thing to be aware of. Thanks granny!
 
@96coal449 , This is something I feel very passionate about so your are going to get a earfull. I don't know if I have been around a dis-propionate amount of death as its hard to quantify.
My father was diagnosed with a milder form of lymphoma when I was about 5. It was a very hard go for him and I. He spent about 18 months in the hospital on an off his death bed when I was about 10. The cancer affected his immune system along with the treatment. At that point he had a sinus infection, spinal meningitis, shingles, and pneumonia all at the same time. My parents went through a divorce, at about the same time as the initial cancer diagnosis he eventually remarried to a woman who happened to be a hospice nurse (unrelated to my dad's heath). My dad had continual impatient visits for illness, and constant treatments through out my childhood. I spent a lot of time in the VA hospital, and got on a first name basis with much of the staff. I new the building as well as I knew my school. There was even once where I had to move him from the 8th ward to emergency at about 12 years old when he entered anaphylactic shock from IV drip medication he was taking. Big pharm faked a shortage to jack up the price, the VA refused to pay for it and after months of degrading health they managed to import from a different country with different ingredients. Cancer medication was in my vocabulary from a very young age.

I received many birthday and Christmas presents weeks to a month or more early not knowing if this was his last. The sinus infection lasted until his death, as a few other ailments that he was not able to shake. When i caught a cold, or got sick my dad wasn't there to care for me. He couldn't for if he contacted what i had it could be another stay in the 8th floor.

He held on nearly to my 20th birthday. His lymph nodes swelled in his gut to the point he couldn't shit or even fart, coupled with a odd fungal infection in his lungs. It was a bad roll of the dice, with out a biopsy they didn't know how to treat the lung infection. The meds to get his lymph nodes down would make him hemophiliac and then un-able to take a biopsy. All the while on a morphine drip to keep him comfortable. He chose to call it in. In his last few weeks he was so high he didn't even know I was there, at times he though I was his dad and would speak like a toddler. We could have tortured him, but we let him go on his own will.

Yes, it was fucken hard on us. It must have been hell on him. It would have been very selfish on our part not to respect his wishes. I know I couldn't live with that, but I knew I could live with letting him go. New layers unfold daily, when I hold my 10 year old son and pet his head while he is puking or has a high fever. That's a privilege I never got to experience, and yet it's a privilege that I can provide it.

Before, durning and after I've lost classmates, witnessed a first grader get killed by the school buss (I was about 8-9), lost friends to accidents, diseases, suicide, OD's and OD suicides.

Like I said, you don't have to agree with it, but its a personal choice. Be it illness, mental health, or other reasons. Dead is dead, and when done with grace should be acknowledged with grace. Death is part of life, some of us choose when it happens, how it happens and others don't. Our culture is very death phobic, and that is sickness at it's worse.

Your obviously entitled to your thoughts an opinions. Just don't subject others to your judgements. People make the wrong choices all the time, but not everyone all the time.
I'm sorry for the hardships you've endured throughout life. Really I am. I'm not judging anyone. I respect your reasoning. I'm only following the morals breed into me as I was raised. And it's just the way I was raised .... to never give in. Was always taught suicide is not an option. I was definitely off key when I touched on euthanasia. I didn't mean for "selfish" to follow euthanasia.
Selfish is when it's committed for an easy out, for a temporary problem. I don't agree with euthanasia, but I don't condemn anyone who chooses. I understand ...... it's their life and their choice. Damn straight. Do I think it morally correct .... no ..... but that's just my opinion. The morals bred into me. Again I'm sorry to hear about the hardships that anyone has been through. I know I've had my share.

Oakwilt you can color me brain dead if you'd like ..... isn't going to effect me one iota.
I'm far from stupid.
 
I very much believe your insights, pain, and experience. A appreciated the exchange, and aknowledge that it means much to our collective.
Thank you Coal.
 
I also believe we all share a depth of understanding that transcends the daily noise we've been too used to..who and what shapes us.

Pain appears in each of us. It's a common bond. I also believe that love can be the dastardly affliction that supports us thru these moments. We're far more complicated than we perceive, much more common than we reveal. Hate doesn't shape our drive, rather than season it. Wounds live on. I think we can rise above it. It's time perhaps we adjust it and realize who we can be in spite of it. The other way doesn't seem productive nor healing in any respect.

Again, thank you for your insights.
I'm hoping for a rise in basic human dialogue instead of the road though noise and social discourse. We're much better than that and its far past time we gain understanding much more productive than which we've become calloused to.
 
I get a tumor removed this Tuesday am. Have had many more than one. This will be tricky. I'm also at peace. Highly.

My gig is that we've all wasted precious time. It need not be.
Damn that’s hard. Wish you the best grace possible with whatever the outcome. Regrets will get you no where good. Let it be, and face what you have at the moment. Hit me up if you want to talk.
 
Just another journey.

I feel the necessity of change however. This system is in arrears, the hate is spreading, and principles are guiding us instead of the other way around.

Im reminded of the nose-ringed bull. Fear and threats. Lack of progress and true human meaning. It isn't. It can be.

Potential comes to mind.

I'm doing the surgery without anesthesia. Golf-ball location at the motor skills and logic/reason. There are several sites, ignored for now, but responsive if I choose to be. It is delayed progression by radiation exposures and trace phenoxy residuals. Herbicides and nuclear physics. Avoidable but I've guinea pigged thru science. Now alternatives exist because science permits and trump's economies. Our culture.
 
I meant trumping economies, not Trump. A rising tide of total disasters if we don't. There exists choices, who employs them matter. Or not. It's in our court.
 
I'm writing in the rain. A storm actually. On foot, a mile from home. Lightning and ozone. Taking it in.

There is real out there. We need to grasp it where and when we can.

Not meaning for anyone to disrupt their day, but sometimes we need it. The Lawyer Cohen illustrates the filth we've accepted, the damage way done.

Do we want that seriously? Is skin color or religion that important? The "drive to achieve"? To win?

Not today. But please try it soon.
 

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