Is Suicide An Addiction?

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I hate it when someone says that suicide is selfish.  That may be true in some instances.  But, I don’t think it is for the most part.  Yes, it hurts those left behind.  I won’t even try to argue that point.

But, I think there are more common reasons for suicide.

  1.  Just plain wrong brain chemistry.  This can include not being medicated when you should be, not being medicated properly or a change in medication.
  2. Wanting a release from physical or mental pain.
  3. Being tired of fighting . . . to their very soul.

There are probably more.  But those are the ones that I feel that I understand the best.

I also hate when someone questions how another person can feel that something is that bad.  That’s not the only factor that suicidal people have influencing what happens to them.  If you haven’t been there, you can’t (for sure) know what matters most at that moment.

But, those aren’t really the points I’m trying to make.

My thoughts have recently turned to wondering how many failed suicide attempts (I hate that term but I can’t come up with a better one) result in any type (failed or otherwise) suicide attempts later.

So . . . off to Google I went.  Let’s face it, Google can answer your most shallow and your deepest questions.

Here’s the general consensus I came up with:

Hard numbers are hard to come by.  Not everyone seeks professional health care after a failed attempt.

However, for the information available, it’s known that people are most at risk for another attempt from three months to one year after the first one.  Many of these prove to be fatal.

One study suggests that, among people who had an attempt, one in 25 actually committed suicide within five years.

It makes me think that, maybe in some weird way, suicide might be addictive.  And, I’m not just talking about the attempts that people admit they did for attention.

This is an epidemic we have got to get a handle on.  I’m just not sure how we can do it.  Especially when mental illness comes with such a stigma that we often keep it secret.

Just food for thought today . . . may the siren of suicide not call to you . . . or if it does, may you be able to fight the urge to follow it.

Peace, Love & More Love

Hoosier Barn Chick

 

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It’s A Wireless World . . .

cable-cable-charger-charger-914915So why am I always looking for some kind of charger cord?  Seriously!  Yeah, yeah.  I know.  Wireless means wi-fi.  But I always ask myself this question when I’m rushing to find a cord.

You see . . . I HATE charging things.  Instant gratification takes too long in my book.

And, since I read a Kindle nightly and frequently listen to books on Audible on my phone, I’m always running low on juice.

I have TONS of cords and chargers.  I have them by the front door, in my bedroom, in my car and at work.  I even have 10 foot cords so that I can be comfy while using my devices while they charge.

But I just can’t seem to get the stupid things on the charger!  Or, I plug my device in and an hour later realize that the OTHER end of the cord isn’t plugged into anything!

This also reminds me that I need to charge my own batteries by unplugging from the world frequently.  And I don’t just mean electronically unplug.

Being bipolar can often make dealing with people (even people you like) draining on your mental capacity.  And, since my day job consists of fielding problems constantly, it drains me even more.

Thank goodness for The Barn!  It’s wonderful to live on the edge of nowhere so that people rarely drop by.  But, I do have friends and family nearby when I am craving some social interaction . . . or when I know I need it even if I’m not sure I want it.

Walking into The Barn reminds me that my work day is totally done.  And, I have a whole new set of things to think about.  Even when there’s work to be done (and there always seems to be) it doesn’t seem as bad since I’m doing what I love in the place I love with the people I love!

So, my dear baby bunnies, make sure you take the time to recharge your own batteries.  Find something that isn’t work related that brings joy to your heart and make sure you do it regularly!  Make it part of your goals in life!  If you don’t make time for it, you will not practice joy often enough.

Peace, Love & Full Batteries

Hoosier Barn Chick

Ugly Truth #4 – I Get Too Much Screen Time

4k-wallpaper-apple-devices-blur-1268477.jpgOk, this one really hits me hard.  Not just because I know it applies to me.  But, because it applies to most of us.

I was almost late to work the other day.  Want to know why?  Because I was ready early and sat down on the couch to watch parrot videos.  Yup, parrot videos.  Do I have a parrot?  No.  Do I have a special interest in parrots?  Not really.  But, the internet is junk food for your brain!

Here’s a general breakdown of my “normal” day:

I get up, go out to smoke and either cruise Facebook or read my Kindle.

I go to work. . . where I look at my phone in between staring at a computer screen.  This lasts 8-10 hours depending on the time of year.

I come home.  The tv is usually on if The Hubby is home first.  In between making dinner, eating it and falling asleep I watch tv, look at my phone, work on my laptop and read my Kindle.

So, if you say you don’t get that much screen time, think again.  Do you use a computer frequently at work?  Do you check Facebook/Instagram/Twitter/Snapchat on a regular basis?  Do you read using a Kindle?

ALL OF THESE THINGS COUNT AS SCREEN TIME!

People, our bodies need time away from the screen!  It messes up our sleep schedule.  It rewires our brain.  But, most of all, it takes away quality time we could be spending on something else!

For instance, we go out to dinner on a fairly regular basis with some dear friends.  I try to make it a point to either not bring my phone or leave it in the truck.  What I’ve noticed is The Hubby and the friends check their phone (and sometimes even spend a minute or more on it) constantly while we are together.  Does that make them bad people?  No!  They are still the most wonderful people I know.  But, it reminds me every time that we feel we have to know everything that is going on in the entire world at all times.

One of the things that I know cause issues with my Bipolar is too much news.  Not the news in general, but the bad news.  People getting shot, sudden deaths, missing children . . . and politics.  So, I try to avoid the news as much as possible.  It’s pretty tough when you have a husband who is a weather junkie.  But, I try to tune it out as much as possible.  Recently that has taken me down the path of trying to read more positive personal posts about my friends on Facebook as opposed to the “news” articles about the negative things.  If I’m going to let my brain get eaten by social media, let it be done by the good things in life.

So, my goal for myself for the next week (Rome wasn’t built in a day) is to only check social media feeds twice a day.  And to limit that to less than 10 minutes each time.  I’ll work on the Kindle thing later.  Baby steps you guys!

Peace, Love & Less Blue Light!

Hoosier Barn Chick

Hey! What Happened To My Weekend?

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I spent my weekend cleaning The Barn.  Seriously.  And, it’s just to the point where it’s semi ok.

But, tomorrow starts a whole new week.  You see, most of us start dreading the coming week on Sunday night.  But, I’ve decided to look at it as a fresh start.  We’ll see how long that lasts!

Peace, Love & New Beginnings

Hoosier Barn Chick

On The Night Stand – October 2018

It’s time to revisit this.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been reading like a crazy woman all along.  But, I’m back to sharing what I’m reading.

I’ve started reading Your Second Life Begins When You Realize You Only Have One by Raphaelle Giordano.

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And by reading I mean listening to it on Audible.com.  Yes, I do actually READ books on my Kindle.  But, the day job and its commute give me plenty of time in the car so I listen to a lot of books.

The feel-good #1 bestselling French novel about a woman whose mission to cure her “routine-itis” leads her to lasting joy and true fulfillment, for fans of The Alchemist and Hector and the Search for Happiness.

At thirty-eight and a quarter years old, Paris native Camille has everything she needs to be happy, or so it seems: a good job, a loving husband, a wonderful son. Why then does she feel as if happiness has slipped through her fingers? All she wants is to find the path to joy.

When Claude, a French Sean Connery look-alike and routinologist, offers his unique advice to help get her there, she seizes the opportunity with both hands. Camille’s journey is full of surprising escapades, creative capers, and deep meaning, as she sets out to transform her life and realize her dreams one step at a time…

Sort of fits into my goals theme this month.  Maybe it will inspire me to be more specific with my goals . . . or set more meaningful ones.

We shall see.  A big shout out to Julie for suggesting this book.  I hope you don’t mind me throwing you in here!  I just believe in giving credit where it’s due.

Peace, Love & Routinology!

Hoosier Barn Chick