Hello all! Still alive? Yes, me too. I’m going to credit this fact to the three-day rule.
No, not the dating three-day rule. I’m not qualified to give relationship advice!
This rule: if you are going to commit suicide, wait three days…or five days…or a week. Just wait.
Suicide might seem like a really good idea – or, at least, a very tempting idea – at a particular moment. But there is a very real chance that if you wait at least three days, it won’t seem so appealing.
Now, if three days seems like way too long, or if you still intend to attempt suicide after three days, I’ll encourage you to call emergency services (911, 999, 112, or whatever it is in your location), or a suicide hotline (there’s a list of hotlines by country), or go to an emergency room, or talk to somebody…anybody.
But the decision to commit suicide can be a very impulsive one. And impulses pass.
For me, the impulse came on very suddenly. One moment, I was okay (well, as okay as I ever am). The next moment, I was very much not okay. In under an hour, I had a method and a note planned. But I still had a few details to work out (I’m a stickler for details, even in a life-or-death situation it seems!). While trying to work out those details, I came across the three-day rule online. Three days isn’t very many – it’s very few in comparison to being gone for all of eternity – so I figured I could suffer through them. By the end of those three days (hell, by the end of the next day), the impulse was gone.
I’m glad the impulse passed. I’m okay (again: as okay as I ever am). I still have bad days, and I still have suicidal thoughts sometimes. But not every day is awful. Some decent things have happened in the days following – like eating great food, or watching interesting T.V., or talking to my family, or meeting my nieces and nephews, or spending time with my friends – and I would have missed out on those things if I hadn’t followed the three-day rule.
Take things one day at a time…or three days at a time. Whatever works for you. 😊🤗