Christianity and Suicide

[Astonished]

Oh, sorry to pull on your strings. Be happy! I am.
I'm not ashamed of my situation, I love my life. Every day is a "blessing". I live to love, and I love to live. If only I could live more. I'd still have the same goals now as I did before my illness came to a head. It halted my life in terms of regularity, but I have lived many lives since then happy to report.

I want to help people. I want to spread love and goodness in this world. I'm here at these forums because I've come to know many people here that are more down to earth than most people I've come across during my entire lifetime! It's fantastic. I love meeting different people of differing beliefs. I do not, however, put up with biblical apologists nor will I allow someone so out of touch with life judge me.

Anyone who pulls out the destitution card is a pathetic apologist who needs to get off their asses and go see some of the real world. I suggest volunteering for the WHO or Red Cross if they truly hold themselves accountable to their beliefs. Go tell that skeleton baby with a vulture behind it, that this is all gods plan and that Jesus loves him. Or just spend a day at the VA, or at a homeless shelter. Child's canicer unit. Anything, really. Tossing money in a collection basket and considering your duty fulfilled is monkeys work.

When I was at work with my mom where she cared for a 17yr old who has the mind of a toddler and the body of someone with dystonia. Daily seizures, if he got excited or upset or just for no reason.. seizures. Regularly needs his spit sucked from his chin, which is perpetually raw from a lifetime of such. He had a seizure. He hates them so much, and I can't blame him. But mom just held him, and wiped his vomit and cradled him like a baby.. and she said oh honey it's okay it's okay Jesus loves you as he just shook his head no no no in response, with tears running down his face. I don't fault her or anyone for trying to comfort someone with love,wherever it may be coming from. But I think his reaction speaks for itself. And her love is precious. Even to this day, albeit she's in a lesbian relationshup to the best partner I've ever seen her with--she still quotes Jesus and believes in the bible and heaven. Not so much hell, but I'm not going to be the one to unsolicited knock on her beliefs like these Christians come here specifically to do to us.

If her belief makes her happy, so be it. My non belief has set me free and I've lost so many complexes I can hardly contain my excitement! I'm free to love freely, and there's nothing on this earth, more precious than that.

I love that you can have that outlook and proclaim it so confidently. I haven't endured that much by comparison but (and I am not so naive that I don't realize it comes out rather frequently and easily) it's made me very bitter and I don't generally enjoy life very much because I don't have a very easy time seeing the good. I wish I had the kind of strength you do. But then I see parents leading kids down the same path I nearly got led down if a few more bad turns had let certain folk be more present in my early life than they otherwise did...it shatters all the potential good I can see beyond them.

Even better, you can say it to every theist who thinks they've got the right idea about how we do feel, or should feel, when things aren't their brightest. Let it snap their necks with how fiercely it shocks them to hear that they're dead wrong. And be proud everything didn't make you feel so weak and worthless that you had to turn to an imaginary friend just to survive or feel better. Every supposedly inspirational story from the faithful I've ever heard combined can't hold a candle to that.