Know Anyone to Commit (or try) Suicide?

Yep. Had a homegirl reach out to me right b4 she tried it. I knew the signs and thought that's might have been what was going on but was like "naw can't be she's too smart for that"

Her mom ended up texting me from her phone once she found her cause she saw I was the last person she'd text. Luckily she survived cause I would have been fucked up for not following my 1st mind and pulling up on her
 
Yep. Had a homegirl reach out to me right b4 she tried it. I knew the signs and thought that's might have been what was going on but was like "naw can't be she's too smart for that"

Her mom ended up texting me from her phone once she found her cause she saw I was the last person she'd text. Luckily she survived cause I would have been fucked up for not following my 1st mind and pulling up on her

Glad it didn't end for her.

They tell us to watch for the signs, but it's not that easy. Sometimes a person is just depressed.

You sound like a good friend.
 
It still is largely preventable, which is the overall point it's trying to make. Non-Hispanic Black men are the second highest numbers, only Non-Hispanic White men are higher. And they are on average 3-4x higher than Black women. Redirecting the facts to something else to not make it look that bad is part of the problem. Men in general do not have a support system

Not sure where you are getting your numbers from but we are not the second highest and we are not 3-4x higher than black women.

Leading cause of death for males 19 and under in 2017:

White - suicide 23.2%
Black - suicide 7.1%
American Indian - suicide 23.3%
Asian - suicide 19.2%
Hispanic - suicide 13.9%

Females 19 and under

Black - suicide 5.5%



 
This is a personal creed I try to live by despite the irony:

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This was a shocker to me. Dude was wealthy and white. Made peoe laugh. You never know.
 
I seriously considered it a few years ago. I posted about it last year I believe. Now I'm trying to start to help others against it. Been working on a book thats pretty much done, I'm just editing it one last time and then sending it to a professional editor.

Its a huge problem, but doesnt get enough attention. I hate the 20x soldiers kill themselves everyday post on social media, when in fact 120x people do it everyday.
 
Shit...I had to go the long way to stay in this muffucka... counseling, mental breakdowns, attempt suicide, lockdowns, extreme abuse applied...but just when I got comfortable with being abused...it all stopped...I was lost as hell without being abused...for a Long time...I was looking to be abused and beat..and treated like shit...Abused people suffa from PTSD....And it takes years to recover... brah

Glad you came through that bro! World still needs Killamayne !
 
Hey Bro... I remember you. We spoke via DM. Glad to hear that you're still in the fight.

The thing is that if you can find a way to keep on living, you'll eventually be glad you didn't go through with it.

Awesome that you were able to finish writing a book. I often recommend that because it's therapeutic to express what's on your mind, regardless of the topic.

You did everything you were supposed to do. You opened yourself up, which is step 1.

Congrats my man.
 
Had a client of ours hang themselves in the closet, we knew they had 2nd thoughts because of holes and scratches inside, he changed his mind but the noose he made out of hangers was too good. Fucked us up for a few. He was 13/14 and a foster kid.
 
Classroom observation at HBCU:

I have been actively involved with an HBCU since 2002 when I started as a student.

20 years later as a professor, I can say without a hesitation that younger black kids are more in tune with their emotions and mental health than any other previous generation I’ve encountered. However, on the flip side, they are also more than likely to struggle to overcome adversity due to their mental heath paralyzing them.

It’s only an observation based on my experience and does not equate to any ultimate truth.
 
Classroom observation at HBCU:

I have been actively involved with an HBCU since 2002 when I started as a student.

20 years later as a professor, I can say without a hesitation that younger black kids are more in tune with their emotions and mental health than any other previous generation I’ve encountered. However, on the flip side, they are also more than likely to struggle to overcome adversity due to their mental heath paralyzing them.

It’s only an observation based on my experience and does not equate to any ultimate truth.

This is true as fuck...lil weak muffuckaz..brah
 
I thought of it once, when I was a teenager but not too serious to do anything about it.
One of my mentees called me @ 2am about to kill her 16 yr old self cuz of the toxic relationship between her and her pops. Me and the wife had to rush to her place and talk her out of it. Today she's a PhD student at Berkeley with her lil group helping people with similar issues.
 
I thought of it once, when I was a teenager but not too serious to do anything about it.
One of my mentees called me @ 2am about to kill her 16 yr old self cuz of the toxic relationship between her and her pops. Me and the wife had to rush to her place and talk her out of it. Today she's a PhD student at Berkeley with her lil group helping people with similar issues.

It gets better is the message for those thinking of ending it. The only two categories this might not fit are those on their death beds in writhing pain and those that are severely brain damaged and chemically depressed.
 
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Not sure where you are getting your numbers from but we are not the second highest and we are not 3-4x higher than black women.

Leading cause of death for males 19 and under in 2017:

White - suicide 23.2%
Black - suicide 7.1%
American Indian - suicide 23.3%
Asian - suicide 19.2%
Hispanic - suicide 13.9%

Females 19 and under

Black - suicide 5.5%





Wisqars.cdc.gov

2019 Black, Non-Hispanic males ages 15-24 deaths from suicide. 583
Black women same criteria 137.
White Males same criteria 3033
White females same criteria 688.
 
Two classmates.

One EVERYBODY knew was crazy. used to talk to people who werent there, used to think he was superior to everyone else and would tell you. dressed like a million bucks, hair was perpetually perfect, talented af. i thought he was just flamboyant but he had chicks. After highschool he hosted a local tv dance show, when it was cancelled he cancelled himself. Dude had to be only 21 or so.

The other was a high achiever dude. Was in the genius classes from 3rd grade on. In 5th grade we learned about the Mississippi river, specifically how you cant swim it because it has undertows that will drag you down and drown you. Fast forward 12 years later he jumped off the Mississippi River Bridge. When i found out it was like one of those Alfred Hitchcock reveal moments. He KNEW it would work since the 5th fucking grade. Supposedly he was depressed about his parents divorcing. :dunno:
That second paragraph is some of the wildest shit I've ever heard. Almost as if dude was contemplating that shit since 10 or 11 years old, which underscores just how important it is to check in with these kids and find out what is going on with them early enough to address that shit.
 
I just got the news last night another beloved elder in my family passed...

Its been ALOT the last few weeks.

Brothers please respect that you have no real idea what other people are going through

I respect that brother and sorry for your loss. I lost about fifteen people last year in 21'. Have a friend now in hospice care. Not sure if she passed away as I write this. Life and death becomes so much more real as we age.
 
a classmate of mine in High school. lived down the street from me. Always came off as the 'Joe Cool' type.
i remember playing football in the front yard and seeing an ambulance race past my house & down the street.
later heard from his younger brother that it was him.
you never know what inner demons a person may be carrying.
I've told this story before. Sometimes, a chance meeting can make a hell of a difference in your life

I I'm not real close to my immediate family.

In 2004 when I start at the job I'm at now I met a nurse who was catching the same bus as I was. She was attractive, so I was drawn to talk to her

I asked her where she worked and she replied, " I work on the suicide Ward"

The suicide ward?" I asked.

She went on to explain that she worked on a ward where people attempted suicide and failed

One of the guys did a swan dive off of a 10-story building and survived, now he's quadriplegic. Another guy shot himself in the mouth and lived now he's quadriplegic. Another guy shot himself in the head and now he's paraplegic.

It was one of the guys she named. Either way, each of these guys are far more worse off now than they were when they attempted suicide

Life sucks an awful lot. It just fucking does. Sometimes it seems like you can't catch a break. I suffer through depression because it just sucks being alone. I didn't end up talking to the nurse on the suicide Ward because she had too many kids

There are times when I think about canceling my own Christmas, so to speak. The reason I don't is because of that chance meeting with that nurse

What if I miss?

What if I miss and I end up far worse off and I'm doing right now which is not that bad. I've got all my bills paid I got a job Pam a 60000 a year (Midwest Money)

I struggle with self-confidence because of upbringing and my parents never really showing me any kind of attention. I remember having to beg them to come to performances I'd have in elementary school and I don't think they ever came to one of my performances in high school

After High School I begged and begged my mother or siblings to come to performances I'd have what I'm singing in a talent show and sometimes they show up but most times they wouldn't

One particular thing the nurse said to me stuck out. "Everything but AIDS and herpes ends."

Think about it. Other than those two things, damn near everything that you face has a potential of getting better.

What if I miss?

If I attempt suicide and I'm no longer able to sing, or I'm no longer able to write, both things that bring great joy to me. Or worse, I'm quadriplegic and no longer even able to attempt to take my own life.

Give it time. Anybody who's thinking about it or on the verge or seriously depressed, give it time. It could get better oh, and even if it gets a little worse, it can still get better
 
I've told this story before. Sometimes, a chance meeting can make a hell of a difference in your life

I I'm not real close to my immediate family.

In 2004 when I start at the job I'm at now I met a nurse who was catching the same bus as I was. She was attractive, so I was drawn to talk to her

I asked her where she worked and she replied, " I work on the suicide Ward"

The suicide ward?" I asked.

She went on to explain that she worked on a ward where people attempted suicide and failed

One of the guys did a swan dive off of a 10-story building and survived, now he's quadriplegic. Another guy shot himself in the mouth and lived now he's quadriplegic. Another guy shot himself in the head and now he's paraplegic.

It was one of the guys she named. Either way, each of these guys are far more worse off now than they were when they attempted suicide

Life sucks an awful lot. It just fucking does. Sometimes it seems like you can't catch a break. I suffer through depression because it just sucks being alone. I didn't end up talking to the nurse on the suicide Ward because she had too many kids

There are times when I think about canceling my own Christmas, so to speak. The reason I don't is because of that chance meeting with that nurse

What if I miss?

What if I miss and I end up far worse off and I'm doing right now which is not that bad. I've got all my bills paid I got a job Pam a 60000 a year (Midwest Money)

I struggle with self-confidence because of upbringing and my parents never really showing me any kind of attention. I remember having to beg them to come to performances I'd have in elementary school and I don't think they ever came to one of my performances in high school

After High School I begged and begged my mother or siblings to come to performances I'd have what I'm singing in a talent show and sometimes they show up but most times they wouldn't

One particular thing the nurse said to me stuck out. "Everything but AIDS and herpes ends."

Think about it. Other than those two things, damn near everything that you face has a potential of getting better.

What if I miss?

If I attempt suicide and I'm no longer able to sing, or I'm no longer able to write, both things that bring great joy to me. Or worse, I'm quadriplegic and no longer even able to attempt to take my own life.

Give it time. Anybody who's thinking about it or on the verge or seriously depressed, give it time. It could get better oh, and even if it gets a little worse, it can still get better

Thanks for sharing. And you are right in how you're handling it. I'm sure you're helping someone.
 
Wisqars.cdc.gov

2019 Black, Non-Hispanic males ages 15-24 deaths from suicide. 583
Black women same criteria 137.
White Males same criteria 3033
White females same criteria 688.

You are looking at raw numbers instead of percentages.

BM 583 - - - - > 11.6%
BF 137 - - - - > 10.1%
WM 3033 - - - - > 32.3%
WF 688 - - - - > 19.1%

Asian males with the same criteria "only" have 227, but that translates to 40.1%.

American Indian males with the same criteria "only" have 112, but that translates to 32.9%.

Black men and women are the only group in that age range that don't have suicide in our top two causes of death.
 
It gets better is the message for those thinking of ending it. The only two categories this might not fit are those on their death beds in writhing pain and those that are severely brain damaged and chemically depressed.
Speaking of death beds terminally ill.. my best friend had a crazy story where a old white woman approached him at a store he was working at when he was a teen to meet up with him for dinner.. me and him joked about chick probably wanted to be his sugar momma.. come to find out she invited him out to dinner to ask him if she could hire him to kill her.. she found out she had cancer and didn’t want her grown kids see her suffer and worry to her inevitable death.. so she just wanted to get it over with so her family could also get her life insurance..I forget how much she offered him but she was like he look like he would be gentle when taking her life.. she told him don’t worry if he didn’t want to go through with it she completely understood and that he didn’t have to worry about seeing her again.. she paid for the meal and gave him several hundred for his time in listening and he never saw her again..that was like 99/ early 2000..by the way of course he declined the situation
 
Myself last year. The belt ended up breaking and I woke up a few hours later.
Brother. We here. I'm here. Always. Just reach out if you need to.
Bro, I mean this with all sincerity, if you need someone to talk to, I'm here. Just shoot me.a DM

That goes for all you jive turkeys.

Y'all are my brothers. Many of you I've known in some form or fashion for 5, 10, 15 or 20 years.

Though I haven't met any of you guys in person, you guys are family and the BGOL world you live in is that much more drab and empty now that they’re gone.

Damn, a Shawshank line.

I swear I QUOTE that movie every day.

But for real. We had one of our members lose his wife in the past week. Has anyone heard from him?

When we lose someone, so many people promise to be there, but are they really? Is it really just something to say? How many people actually mean it?

Well, damn it I mean it. I swear to God if any of you mother fuckers kill yourselves I will fucking kill you. You hear me motherfuckers?

Talk. Speak about it. Ask for help, or even someone to talk to.

It can help
 
Bro, I mean this with all sincerity, if you need someone to talk to, I'm here. Just shoot me.a DM

That goes for all you jive turkeys.

Y'all are my brothers. Many of you I've known in some form or fashion for 5, 10, 15 or 20 years.

Though I haven't met any of you guys in person, you guys are family and the BGOL world you live in is that much more drab and empty now that they’re gone.

Damn, a Shawshank line.

I swear I QUOTE that movie every day.

But for real. We had one of our members lose his wife in the past week. Has anyone heard from him?

When we lose someone, so many people promise to be there, but are they really? Is it really just something to say? How many people actually mean it?

Well, damn it I mean it. I swear to God if any of you mother fuckers kill yourselves I will fucking kill you. You hear me motherfuckers?

Talk. Speak about it. Ask for help, or even someone to talk to.

It can help

All very true!
 
Speaking of death beds terminally ill.. my best friend had a crazy story where a old white woman approached him at a store he was working at when he was a teen to meet up with him for dinner.. me and him joked about chick probably wanted to be his sugar momma.. come to find out she invited him out to dinner to ask him if she could hire him to kill her.. she found out she had cancer and didn’t want her grown kids see her suffer and worry to her inevitable death.. so she just wanted to get it over with so her family could also get her life insurance..I forget how much she offered him but she was like he look like he would be gentle when taking her life.. she told him don’t worry if he didn’t want to go through with it she completely understood and that he didn’t have to worry about seeing her again.. she paid for the meal and gave him several hundred for his time in listening and he never saw her again..that was like 99/ early 2000..by the way of course he declined the situation

WOW! What a story! WOW!

Not to make light of that in any way or fashion, but that could be a movie.

I could understand her her and him. Have a female friend (31) shriviling up from ovarian cancer right now. Spoke to her father yesterday. Not sure if she's passed as of this morning. Cancer is a bitch.
 
3 of my students were successful and many other attempts over a 7 year span of my teaching career.

Mostly white men, military vets, or poor white drug addicts. A few on the younger side between 18 and 25. All had some type of trauma.
I guess my behavior after I got out was suicidal

I couldn’t sleep for shit, I drank myself into blackouts

would drive my shit on dark roads, close my eyes and hit the gas

check this out, damn near every time my mom would call me, before or durin

every time I’d have my manic phases, she calls out the blue with some random questions

on base I was ready and waitin to go upside my ex wife head after our breakup, she calls

anytime I felt angry, she’d call,

as I got older it changed to me jus feelin down, and sure enough it’s my moms callin out the blue

when I got covid, the next day after I got results, she calls

when my back began to hurt, she called the next day

my wife has witnessed these calls

as she gets older, I get more afraid, last time I was at her house I her hug was strong af like damn bear hug

I feel her skin loose, her semi cloudy eyes, I’m afraid
 
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I guess my behavior after I got out was suicidal

I couldn’t sleep for shit, I drank myself into blackouts

would drive my shit on dark roads, close my eyes and hit the gas

check this out, damn near every time my mom would call me, before or durin

every time I’d have my manic phases, she calls out the blue with some random questions

on base I was ready and waitin to go upside my ex wife head after our breakup, she calls

anytime I felt angry, she’d call,

as I got older it changed to me jus feelin down, and sure enough it’s my moms callin out the blue

when I got covid, the next day after I got results, she calls

when my back began to hurt, she called the next day

my wife has witnessed these calls

as she gets older, I get more afraid, last time I was at her house I her hug was strong af like damn bear hug

I feel her skin loose, her semi cloudy eyes, I’m afraid

Sounds like you have one of those old fashioned praying mothers. That's love bro.

Have you sought out counseling of some type?
 
I guess my behavior after I got out was suicidal

I couldn’t sleep for shit, I drank myself into blackouts

would drive my shit on dark roads, close my eyes and hit the gas

check this out, damn near every time my mom would call me, before or durin

every time I’d have my manic phases, she calls out the blue with some random questions

on base I was ready and waitin to go upside my ex wife head after our breakup, she calls

anytime I felt angry, she’d call,

as I got older it changed to me jus feelin down, and sure enough it’s my moms callin out the blue

when I got covid, the next day after I got results, she calls

when my back began to hurt, she called the next day

my wife has witnessed these calls

as she gets older, I get more afraid, last time I was at her house I her hug was strong af like damn bear hug

I feel her skin loose, her semi cloudy eyes, I’m afraid

Without fear, we don’t know what it means to have courage. I know for me, my fears and worries are manifested by the things that I can’t control. The best thing I ever done for myself mentality was to reconnect myself with nature. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me now of days. Watching birds fly, trees sway, leaves fall, squirrels digging holes, fishing, the bite of cold air, the feeling of rain, the winds from a storm, and the destructiveness of wildfires.

When I see myself, whether it’s the subtle gray hairs or the scars from injuries growing up, I’m reminded that these experiences we have in life comes without our permission and we have to learn to live with the outcomes. It’s ok to be afraid. I share that same fear as well when I speak to my mom.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts, fam. You’re not alone.
 
my uncle was a merchant marine/ artist and all around cool dude. Traveled the world, once brought home a rock from the pyramids. But couldn't get thru with the drugs. High $ lawyer for him probation, then he started fapping ( shooting up ) and drinking. Couldn't get clean to get back to work and ended up plumming/ handyman. Married a chic he grew to hate and finally put the .380 to his head. Bad part for me, I was in Amarillo trying to get my life together and couldn't get home for his services. That shyt still hurts .....
 
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Speaking of death beds terminally ill.. my best friend had a crazy story where a old white woman approached him at a store he was working at when he was a teen to meet up with him for dinner.. me and him joked about chick probably wanted to be his sugar momma.. come to find out she invited him out to dinner to ask him if she could hire him to kill her.. she found out she had cancer and didn’t want her grown kids see her suffer and worry to her inevitable death.. so she just wanted to get it over with so her family could also get her life insurance..I forget how much she offered him but she was like he look like he would be gentle when taking her life.. she told him don’t worry if he didn’t want to go through with it she completely understood and that he didn’t have to worry about seeing her again.. she paid for the meal and gave him several hundred for his time in listening and he never saw her again..that was like 99/ early 2000..by the way of course he declined the situation

She didn’t want her kids to suffer by watching her die of cancer, but yet she thought having someone killer would somehow be the better option. Like the kids would suffer any less knowing their mother was murdered.

It’s amazing how humans find logic in many forms.
 
Brothers please respect that you have no real idea what other people are going through

This statement can open up Pandora’s box on discussions folks don’t really want to have when it comes to humanity.

We don’t really know what a person is going or have went through to shape them who they are currently. And most of what they went through is out of their control and they had little to no chance to change it.

This goes for racist, child molesters, rapist, murderers, psychopaths, homeless people, drug addicts, military vets, prisoners, entertainers, and so forth.
 
This statement can open up Pandora’s box on discussions folks don’t really want to have when it comes to humanity.

We don’t really know what a person is going or have went through to shape them who they are currently. And most of what they went through is out of their control and they had little to no chance to change it.

This goes for racist, child molesters, rapist, murderers, psychopaths, homeless people, drug addicts, military vets, prisoners, entertainers, and so forth.

That is straight facts

But I don't mean it as an excuse or even a broad statement

I don't care why you abused or molested or raped. My heart can't do that any more

It's more to be sympathetic about those close to you.

I'm going thru something with my oldest, started acting different sleeping pattern off etc. And I was being a dad and just reprimand not digging. But of course the mom said something and come to find out it's a bullying situation.

My point is we need to more empathetic and not take folk for granted that OH they OK whatever.

Adults kids white black all got their burden

That ain't an excuse or a pass

Just making a conscious effort to always remember every one has their cross and handles stuff differently

Right or wrong. Your choices and decisions beyond that? Are your own.

That's it.
 
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