Kingu Kurimuzon
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I'm going to speak on this from a personal viewpoint because I'm a man and years ago I seriously thought about ending my own life. My most suicidal period was between 18 and 21, which also happened to be the time I went to University.
I don't think there was one single cause and in the case of any man who wants to kill himself I don't think you can narrow it down to just one thing. I don't even like talking about this period of my life but now I feel I have to the way this discussion is going.
Firstly, you'd be glad to know Feminism isn't to blame. For me, what was to blame was:
Possibilities - This was that time in my life where I went from feeling that the world was my oyster, that there was so much I could achieve and had the ability to grasp it. I realised as soon as I began to really make an effort at University and fucked up at every turn that I wasn't this intelligent guy that everyone else made me out to be, basically the only redeeming factor I felt I had. I left University with a bad grade and no prospects, so what was the point in continuing?
Loneliness - They say University was supposed to be the best time of your life and that you'll meet your real friends there. Despite my best efforts to socialise with people, they would generally avoid me on purpose. There were a few people I would hang around with, but they weren't really friends and I'm not in contact with any of them any more. I spent a lot of time at University, a lot of it spent on the campus computers trying to find people online to talk to and going home quite late. There were times when I wouldn't get to speak irl to anyone for weeks at a time. The class divide played a part too as I do have a working class background, and everyone else I spoke to wasn't.
Purpose - I felt like I didn't mean anything to anyone. I had no friends (I wasn't popular in school anyway but I had friends from time to time), was still not romantically involved with anyone and I felt kind of disowned by my parents - we didn't do anything together any more, my dad was really annoyed with me as he had such high hopes for me only to crash and burn. It was soul destroying and I did spend a lot of time looking into suicide methods, and spending time on suicide newsgroups finding others to speak to about this. The only entity that I felt that cared was one of our dogs and he died infront of me. During this period I didn't care about my body and regularly self harmed.
Late 2001 I wrote a suicide note, posted it online on a forum I was on and I was seriously going to kill myself. Someone in Scotland saw it, called the Police and an officer went round my house. Me and my mom had a talk (we wouldn't mention this to my dad, I don't think he knows still, to this day). I would try to do better. I survived.
Thanks for sharing. That was the age when I considered suicide as well. Similar but different circumstances. My parents made me go to an overly expensive private school rather than the state school I was leaning toward. I'm still in the process of paying off student loans and I don't even have a degree to show for it. Long story short, I was miserable and didn't fit in with the rich kids there. I was openly shunned for being a socially awkward weirdo on more than 1 occasion. Any plea to my parents was met with threats to cut me off financially and with "man up. No one said it would be easy"
I think it's only a very small percentage of guys in here who are actually blaming feminism for male suicide.