“I Wish I Were dead!”

By Grantley Morris

Hope When You Feel Like Saying,

“I Should Kill Myself, I’d be Better Off Dead!”








Hope When You Feel Like Saying:

“I Wish I Were Dead”












Help When You Think:

“I’d be better off dead!”












Hope When the Thought Comes:

“I Should Kill Myself”












Help When Hounded by

Suicidal Thoughts












Help When You Think:

“I wish I’d never been born. No one understands me”












Support When

Contemplating Suicide

This webpage is for you if, at the very least, you are wondering whether life is worth living. Suicidal thoughts are probably flooding your mind and perhaps you are even seriously contemplating suicide. You probably clicked a link to this webpage, knowing that it is for people who wish they were dead, or you typed into a search engine something like, “I should kill myself,” “I’d be better off dead,” “No one would miss me if I killed myself,” “No one understands me.”

Despite the horrific pressure you are under, you have deliberately hunted down this webpage. Doing so proves that no matter how precariously you teeter on the edge of suicide, you are still clinging to life and looking for answers. No wonder I feel forced to admit that I admire you!

My reluctance in confessing this is driven by the worry that my high opinion of you could clash so utterly with what you are convinced is the truth about yourself that you spurn everything I say. Your self-esteem has probably been so bashed as to make it seem to you that my admiration is misguided or even ludicrous. Perhaps by confessing how I feel about you I have lost all credibility in your eyes. I don’t relish that, but what I lose sleep over is that having admitted my real feelings might prompt you to reject all the support you so deeply deserve. One thing I do know, however, is that I’m right to care enough about you to literally lose sleep over this.

Here’s the cold truth: the very fact that, rather than kill yourself, you are reading this, is undeniable proof that you are not some crazy who acts unthinkingly. You might have been told a million times that you are weak and/or stupid but, clearly, they were wrong.

I shudder to think of all the other cruel lies you have been mercilessly pounded with – lies fired in a horrendous barrage of psychological warfare; relentlessly attacking your will to live and swamping your mind until even attempting to think straight takes superhuman effort.

And yet you are still holding on. Is it any wonder that I see in you the potential for greatness? The fact that, despite it all, you are still alive means that no matter how much you have been told otherwise, you clearly have had the strength to overcome the odds and withstand all the opposition you have endured, when others would have caved in.

Right now, you can be expected to feel far more like a hopeless loser than a hero but feelings are rarely a reliable indicator, and the appalling oppression you currently suffer would cloud anyone’s ability to see things as they really are. In fact, this is the very thing that makes you so special. Less impressive people might hold on if they realized what winners they are and if they could see a fast approaching breakthrough and were cheered on by adoring fans. You have been cruelly robbed of all of this. Instead, you have been relentlessly hounded and haunted by thoughts like, “Why not do the world a favor and kill myself?” I’d be better off dead,” “No one would miss me if I killed myself,” and so on. And yet still you stagger on.

That’s what makes you exceptional. It’s what floods me with admiration, even though to admit it inevitably means that the heart of anyone whose self-image has been battered will scream that I am lying or don’t know what I’m talking about. God is truth. Exaggeration and/or insincerity are enemies of truth. To risk being accused of either is to risk my reputation and yet this is what I am exposing myself to by confessing to anyone with a dismal self-image that I esteem the person far higher than his/her self-image allows. Nevertheless, you are far too important to put my reputation above your well-being.

You are worth risking everything for. Whether you believe in God or not, God believes in you. Your life is precious, not because of how you see yourself or how you think other people see you, but because you are mind-bogglingly important to the God who sees things as they really are.

The truth is that you are of infinite value. I do not say this lightly. A diamond is just a piece of rock. It can’t love, talk, think. Its worth is based not on what it can do but on what people are willing to pay for it. Diamonds are considered of great value simply because people will pay exorbitant prices to have one. You are far more precious to God than myriads of planet-sized diamonds and he paid a far higher price than all the wealth in the cosmos to have you as his best friend. You have an irreplaceable place in God’s own heart. He loves you dearly and tenderly and devotedly. He paid the highest possible price – the willing sacrificial death of his holy Son – to have you as his best friend.

Perhaps this is just religious mumbo-jumbo to you but if you had killed yourself, you would have found out very quickly how real and important God is and whether his views and his gift of life should be spurned. But you are still courageously clinging to the precious gift of life. All of heaven is standing on tiptoe to see what you will do with this immense opportunity and how you will withstand all the lies trying to bring you down. You truly have the potential for greatness.

As frustratingly impossible as it seems, what now looks and feels like an utterly useless struggle has the potential to become the very thing that wins you endless acclaim. Mysteriously, what in a very real sense is the lowest point in your life could be the high point – not, of course, that you will not have times that are incomparably more enjoyable but that your current endurance will be your eternal glory. It is like an adventurer or inventor or war hero who is forever honored not for some flash of brilliance or natural ability but simply for staggering on when others would have given up. Such people are honored not because success was likely but because it seemed almost foolishly impossible as they stumbled on alone and largely or completely forgotten.

Consider, for example, how Jesus’ torment on the cross was in one sense his lowest point and in another sense his greatest glory. What at the time seemed his total humiliation and defeat is the very thing for which he has ever since been most loved, honored and adored for generations by millions of people. “I’m not Jesus,” you might scream in annoyance of me even mentioning it. That’s true, but through him everything can suddenly turn around and end up being seen forever by you and all of heaven in a vastly different light. Don’t judge the story of your life before waiting for the surprise ending.

It is actually life’s rough patches that provide the drama and challenges that turn life into an adventure. Everyone’s life has its low points; times when only you and God understand – and sometimes not even you – that merely staying alive is an act of heroism. It is not whether we have such times but whether we stagger on regardless that makes us winners.

Anyone can impress in the limelight; it’s whether we tough it out behind closed doors when life doesn’t seem worth living that sets the limit on how many highs and successes we end up having. The easy times prove nothing; it is in the icy gloom that we prove our worth.

There is an enormous difference between an achiever and someone who has everything handed to him. Lasting glory is the exclusive domain of those who slog on when there seems no way. That’s your high calling; the prize you were born for.

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You might have hundreds of objections to the above. That’s okay. I am so aware that you deserve much more that I have devoted my life to producing literally hundreds of webpages crammed with answers. But they take time to read. Your breakthrough could come before you read them all but regardless of the timing, please hold on – and please keep reading.

More Help

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When Things Get Tough: Nothing to Live For A comforting, uplifting series of pages. Follow the links

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Deliverance from Sleep Paralysis How one man’s fantasies of suicide opened him to demonic attack

Life’s Mysteries Explained Understanding God’s ways

God’s Will for You: More Wonderful Than You Could Imagine!

Where Was God When You Suffered Unspeakable Horrors?

Insights into Suffering The unexpected joy of suffering for Christ

Why does God Allow Suffering?

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Have you made life’s most exciting discovery? See What Your Fantasies Reveal to make the astounding discovery that God is the wonderfully warm, exciting companion you have always longed for. You can have a supernatural encounter with God.

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Hope When You Feel Like Saying:

“I Wish I Were Dead”












Help When You Think:

“I’d be better off dead!”












Hope When the Thought Comes:

“I Should Kill Myself”












Help When Hounded by

Suicidal Thoughts












Help When You Think:

“I wish I’d never been born. No one understands me”












Support When

Contemplating Suicide