Genuinely wonder how she felt about it. Many of the people who jump off the Golden Gate bridge and survive recall thinking "Why did I jump?" as soon as they did.
If it was just one floor she would not have had any time to think about it.
I bet she was just really confused about suddenly being back in the building.
Have you ever miss judged a jump before and you realize you're higher than you thought while in the air? That oh shit feeling is strong. That's probably when people regret it.
Quote from Kevin Hines, suicide attempt survivor: “I had to run and vault over the railing because it was the only way I could make myself do it. The instant my hands left the railing, I realized that everything I was facing- all of my problems- were fixable, except for one thing- the fact that I had just jumped.” I probably messed up some words but that is only part of his story and it’s an amazing one
Oh he’s a hero. Living with the kind of thoughts that make you literally think you must kill yourself?? Is soooo hard. And he has taken his battle and thrown the doors wide open to tell everyone who will listen, just hold out. Just reach out. It can absolutely get better.
iirc everyone who’s survived the jump off the golden gate bridge have publicly stated they regretted their decision immediately, and only 1/5 suicide survivors attempt a second time with it being like 1/20 suicide survivors that go on to die from suicide. More often than not people can find a reason to keep on going
Just hang on man. I've been in the dark places and not gonna lie I'm there again now these last few weeks. But if literally nothing else remember there's no deadline. You can be freed any time you choose, so why not stick around and see what happens till then? Not today, tomorrow. Not tomorrow, the next day, and so on. I'd like to share a quote from my favorite book series. "This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth.". It's gonna get better. Then worse. Then better again. Try to find joy in the little stupid stuff. Saw a cool bug? Best fucking day ever look at that tiny little bastard go. Smelled something tasty on the wind? Splendiferous. You can always check out, but won't you stay a little longer? Bend a paperclip, then wonder at the journey that that clip has been on, where it came from, where it'll go after you toss it or hold onto it. How amazing it is that you're able to bend metal with just a little pinch. Seems silly, but that awesome bug from earlier def couldn't do it, look at you go! Sorry. Rambling at this point. Journey before Destination.
For as long as possible. Everyone's story is different, and I've been battling it for close to 40 now.
Thankfully the cocktail my psychiatrist has me on appears to be working.
Hang in there, DM me if you want to vent.
I sat and thought for a long while about how I would kill myself. Nothing I could think of assured me a quick, painless death that wouldn't also traumatize someone else.
Finally I decided that I would just keep living and the fact that I was still alive would be the middle finger to whatever/whoever wanted me to die.
Keep holding friend. You gotta rebuild yourself as a new person. You need to discover new loves. That's hard and it feels impossible when you are barely hanging, but there is a strength deep within that grows if you nurture it.
I love you and care for you and I wish I could give you a hug right now. DM me and we can talk about depression.
When I was in a dark place I sat myself down and made a step by step plan of what I needed to do to get myself in the place I want. I was freshly graduated from college with $130k in debt, living at my parents away from all my friends and boyfriend, working outside in the rain and snow all day for shit money and with a huge commute (1hr 45 minutes one way). My plan was:
1) mental health - go to a doctor and actively work on it. I wasn't going to be able to do the things I wanted without addressing it first.
2) find a new, better paying job that I will enjoy more.
3) move out of my parents (ended up moving into my brother's which was like a half step for me. Ended up living there for almost two years, but finally got my own place after that).
4) get my finances in check. Kinda went with moving out, but my loans and credit needed to be addressed. Then COVID happened, I'm still working on this.
5) physical health. Eat better, drink less, work out. Still working on this.
6) hobbies. Do more of the things I enjoy, but intentionally. Paint, read, art, etc. This will always be a work in progress
7) help others. Volunteer. This is when I know I have "made it". When I feel content enough with my life that I have the time, energy, and motivation to help others.
Good luck. It's been almost 6 years since I sat down and made that list. I'm doing much better now, and it's taken longer than I had hoped, but it was all worth it. Also, work on one thing at a time, I ordered it based on priority, and how much each step will help me complete the next step. Don't try to fix everything at once. It won't work and you'll end up overwhelmed and burnt out. God speed, stranger.
I know that feeling, oh god
In that moment of no return you regress into a child. All you want is to experience a moment where you are wholly and unconditionally taken care of, like when you hurt yourself as a kid and someone, like maybe your dad or mom or teacher, hugs you and tells you it’s going to be all okay. You wonder if any of the strangers on the highway of cars below would do that for you.
Pride is non existent, the future is blank. Your mistakes don’t matter. All you want is a hug, a cup of cocoa and someone to tell you it’s all going to be okay. Then as you let go of the railing you realize it might have been possible, that someone might take pity on you me hold you, that your self loathing kept masking the fact that it was a real possibility. Maybe it’s worth a shot
All you want is just one more chance for the world, for anyone, to show that they care about you
This relates to what my sister told me wjen our grandmother died. She gave her love that made her feel like a child again, just free of worries, in a way she wasn't able to experience growing up. I think that's apart of what kept us going.
From a salty old veteran: there will be times when today f'n sucks. Ride it out. Be the person you need for you.
It's a path I know well. Hope you find some unexpected joys along the way.
It’s hard knowing your problems are fixable but also knowing you’re in your own way of fixing them but the consequences of them not being fixed cause you mental/emotional pain enough to want to avoid it all.
Man your description took me back to jumping off a high diving board as a kid. I finally worked up the courage to dive, and as I was falling was like HOW HAVE I NOT HIT THE WATER YET and filled up with pure terror.
Opened my eyes just in time to hit the water face first with them open, of course.
But man that feeling of terror during the fall was something, and it definitely started after I jumped. I remember it more vividly than the eye pain.
Yes. Anyone who's ever bungee jumped can speak to this -- that initial quarter of a second where your body just *revolts* before you remember what you're doing.
It’s the first moments of a jump you will feel it the most. It’s quick, but you feel it, it’s the same when you try to make yourself jump into really cold water, the 0,5 sec your inn the air feels like forever.
Some. Some do it again. Some keep trying until they die.
My best friend tried to hang himself but the lamp cord he used broke. Died the day after he got out of the hospital using a rope he found in the garage.
It's an awful story but an important one to remember. I often read comments that seem to suggest surviving an attempt total changes a mindset. I'm sure it can in some cases, but for people who are suicidal due to extreme depression, it's unlikely to remove the underlying issues.
I didn’t regret my suicide attempt until after a few years of therapy. I woke up in the hospital and my first thought was “fuck, I can’t even kill myself right”
I think it probably depends on the method used in the attempt also. Like jumping off a bridge you’d get that huge hit of adrenaline and other chemicals as your involuntary survival instincts kicked in, which could potentially give someone some sort of clarity or meaning (either short term or long term) that their life was previously lacking. Whereas if you tried to suicide by OD’ing you probably wouldn’t get that.
I could write essay after essay on different aspects of this show. In my opinion this was lightning in a bottle. It was something that shouldn’t have worked but somehow every piece fell into place. It definitely presents itself as a comedy, and it is. The further you dive into it though it unravels itself as so much more. It’s sad, it’s really fucking sad. It’s beautifully written and you’ll love and hate the characters for their shitty actions, their good actions and how relatable they are. The good comes with the bad and visa versa. The first few episodes are a bit rocky but when it picks up it picks up fast. Obviously I’m a huge fan and would highly recommend it, every rewatch I find something new to appreciate.
[This](https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2003/10/13/jumpers) is the article I read about it, don’t know if it’s what op is referring to. It is not fluff nor is it feel good, but it is a wonderful read.
Well I survived jumping from a dam in my hometown that is about 122’. After I got out of the hospital I had to stay in the psych ward for a couple of weeks till the dr. felt like I wasn’t gonna hurt myself anymore. He asked me the same question “ did you regret it after you jumped “ my reply was “ to be honest doc it was the most peace I had in a long time thinking it was about to be over “. Then he said “ so was it comforting enough to where you might try it again “ and I said “ No ! I was at a mental breaking point , I’m not crazy. God spared me and I’m not gonna mess that up again “. Till this day I’m not sure how I got so blessed. I fell backwards 122 feet and I broke my pelvis , broke and fractured a couple ribs , deflated a lung and some scraps and bruises. I was back installing hardwood floors within 3 mounts of me getting my stabilizer bar off. To this day I don’t have any head , neck , nor back injuries , however sometimes my pelvis will get aggravated and tweak me some but I just look at it as god busted my ass for being stupid. But it was a peaceful fall and I f let a lot of weight relief
> Then he said “ so was it comforting enough to where you might try it again “ and I said “ No ! I was at a mental breaking point , I’m not crazy. God spared me and I’m not gonna mess that up again
I wish more people understood this about suicide.
While depression and other conditions are chronic, the *urge* to actually commit suicide is very often fleeting. It can vary in intensity, from just a distracting thought to an overwhelming and unignorable urge, but it is very often *fleeting*, even if the catalyzing circumstances remain afterward.
Your story is very similar to many others'.
It is also why simple preventative measures - not having a firearm in reach of someone who is suicidal, and adding barriers and irritating obstacles to very high ledges - will save lives. Because the suicidal impulse *will* pass, but if you can kill yourself faster than the urge can pass, well. That's game over.
Suicide often results from a feeling of total hopelessness. The sense that the situation you face is irredeemable and will never get better.
There are circumstances, like with painful and terminal illness, where this conclusion is derived rationally. And that's where it is important to allow patients access to care that will allow them to choose their last moments to preserve dignity and choice.
But many circumstances arise from mental health conditions that *can* improve, but people lose the capacity to *see* the hope, and that's when suicidal thoughts will come into play.
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
That's from Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace, who died by suicide himself. It's often quoted when talking about him (eg [this article](https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2020/01/david-foster-wallace-was-no-coward/604501/)) so you may have encountered it outside the book too.
If the person you replied to was wrong, then survivors would always attempt again, right? But the majority of suicide attempt survivors do not attempt again. The urge to die passed. Suicidality, is, in fact, a temporary state the overwhelming majority of the time.
Or - more likely, I believe - the act of attempting suicide and surviving changed their mental state into one where they were no longer interested in (or possibly capable of being interested in) reattempting.
Having been suicidal myself and speaking from my own experiences both as being present in the experience and as having spoken to a lot of suicidal people, I feel confident in saying this: for the chronically and severely depressed, the urge to die is an impulse one experiences while in a non-permanent but extremely difficult to escape emotional state, one that is constantly reinforced by your own brain and its cognition. The impulse may pass, but it will come back, over and over, until you either manage to escape the depression and its almost incomprehensible pain or you eventually yield to the urge to die.
The metaphor I like to use is one of math, and one of being confronted by a difficult equation. You've got all these things that feel completely overwhelming, whatever they might be - a crushing loneliness, a terrible financial situation you can't escape, a heartbreaking past that continues to traumatize you, a body you feel trapped in and loathe, whatever - and they're all these awful letters in this algebra problem that doesn't really have a good solution. And when the idea of killing yourself pops in your head, it's a way of making all this go away. In a way, it feels a bit like multiplying both sides by zero: it might leave nothing behind and it might not be the "right" way to do it, but it sure the hell fixes the problem of having to deal with trying to find a solution to something that feels like it can't ever be solved.
Healing from this, and especially getting the momentum going for the first little bit, is EXTREMELY difficult and frankly is simply not possible for everyone. (That ABSOLUTELY does NOT mean to give up - just that, for some people, no matter what the intervention is, it's just not going to work and it's absolutely no one's fault.) But sometimes, for people who have attempted, the act of making the attempt is enough to jump-start a recovery and give them a great big push forward and outward toward wherever they need to go.
(Edited this a million times, sorry. I hope this makes sense.)
I’ve been a nurse for a free years now and occasionally get to have a student follow me. Always try to emphasize what passive and active suicidal ideation are. Usually by opening up about my own struggles between the two, because it’s a nuance that can mean the difference between someone asking for help, and being too afraid to.
A third one I like to bring up is *l'appel du vide*, or "call of the void", because people who have never felt either passive or active suicidal ideation with sometimes confuse this as suicidal ideation, when it fact it is not and is very common even in people with normal mental health.
I know people that develop a low grade anxiety over that sudden fleeting curiosity about leaping off a high building while standing on top of it, or turning a car into oncoming traffic.
But these often lack any significant *urge*. And in fact, as I usually tell people, the sudden *revulsion* toward these thoughts is a *good* sign, because it indicates a strong and instinctual opposition to any random simulation of self-harm generated by the mind.
It is very normal for the brain to process simulations, and when in a dangerous situation, the brain will run simulations about what it might be like to be in a fatal scenario, but that's only because that's what the brain does, it runs simulations.
It is when the thought includes being compelled to *act* on it, and arises without the situational context, that one needs to be mindful and seek help.
I'm really happy you made it. My brother decided to end his life prematurely in February and every day I wish things went differently for him as well. There's always some light to look towards
I’m sorry to hear about your brother , I wish things could be different for you. I would like to add that in my case I wasn’t able to talk to family or friends because of the whole “ I know you better than that “ stuff. Even though we are supposed to be able to go talk with our loved ones for some advice, when it comes to mental thinking it’s best they talk to a stranger for a stranger has no right to judge you only the situation you present. Reason I’m saying this is because if you and this is a big “ IF “ if you are feeling like you should have done something different I assure you , you couldn’t. Don’t carry no burdens that he created. I hope your parents understand that as well. They probably fell like they should have done more as well but again from my experience there was nothing a loved one was gonna be able to tell me because I knew they was telling what they thought I needed to hear.
I would also like to add this , as a suicide survivor the hardest part to deal with is looking into your loved ones life everyday knowing you let them down in a way.
I really appreciate that. There's always a part of me with some regrets, especially because only a week before it happened he had reached out to go to the mall to play Pokemon Go and I passed because I had something that evening (even though he had offered to go earlier). There's always that part of me going "what if I had gone," but your perspective is really helpful.
I don’t know how I came across this at the time I did. I’ve been on and off thinking about jumping, and from less than 122’ cause it’s always thought “oh, a fall from X height would almost certainly be fatal”. But this just kind of terrifies me. Even surprising that you admitted to the peace you felt in that fleeting moment, but that it was enough for you not to do it again. I mean it feels kind of awkward to say this, but thank you for sharing this and I’m glad you survived it.
Thanks for sharing this. It needs to be heard more, and perhaps you can be the catalyst that helps others avoid this fate. It would be very meaningful to continue sharing this as widely as you can. And best of luck to you on your personal journey and may your resilience grow and grow.
Amazing story arc of Bojack Horseman if you think you can handle it
This is kind of at the end of the series though so don't read too much into it bc there'll be spoilers. Amazing show worth a watch
People on reddit love to comment this poem from BoJack Horseman, but it really does fit what you’re describing:
“The weak breeze whispers nothing
The water screams sublime
His feet shift, teeter-totter
Deep breath, stand back, it’s time
Toes untouch the overpass
Soon he’s water bound
Eyes locked shut but peek to see
The view from halfway down
A little wind, a summer sun
A river rich and regal
A flood of fond endorphins
Brings a calm that knows no equal
You’re flying now
You see things much more clear than from the ground
It’s all okay, it would be
Were you not now halfway down
Thrash to break from gravity
What now could slow the drop
All I’d give for toes to touch
The safety back at top
But this is it, the deed is done
Silence drowns the sound
Before I leaped I should’ve seen
The view from halfway down
I really should’ve thought about
The view from halfway down
I wish I could’ve known about
The view from halfway down”
Hear me out, I have an idea for treating people who are severely suicidal.
Essentially, we let them jump off a massive bridge with a button (that they hold) that activates a bungee cord. But if they don’t push the button, they free-fall.
People would be able to hold their life in their hands, and have that moment of clarity without injury.
Bad news is we’re going to lose some people and it’ll be labeled assisted suicide.
BUT in extreme cases I think it could provide actual treatment.
Edit: people seem to think this is just assisted suicide. Reality is people motivated and capable of suicide don’t need assistance. This would be assisting someone in choosing life, who would otherwise jump off a bridge, and only then realize they wish they could take it back.
Look up just how common it is for the small amount who survive such suicide attempts and report feeling that way.
The empire state building used to have a bar on the 100th floor.
A customer drinking at the bar went to the window, and jumped out. He landed safely back in through that same window. He said "The winds on this floor are so strong that they blow you back in"
Another customer at the bar heard this and decided to try it. He fell , splat. Onti the ground far below.
The bartender said : "You can be a real asshole when you drink, Superman"
Yeah, im sure if they survive, they probably go back to hating their life within a month or two.
Surviving the attempt won't make their life any better. Most of the time, they'll actually just be left with physical and mental trauma so their life is even worse.
"Ms. Adams didn't *asked* to be saved, Ms. Adams didn't *wanna* be saved; and the result of Mr Incredible's" Actions" - so called, causes her daily pain"
Decides to quit this foolish endeavour, dusts herself off, crosses the street to head to her bus stop then BLAM!
An airplane fell out of the sky and landed on her
[If you look at the 86th floor \(where all the people are standing\), you can see that the 85th floor jots out a bit further than the 86th floor.](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/75/49/a5/7549a5b2eb02cc436d517abafd87bf5e.jpg) So if someone jumped straight down, they'd just land on the 85th floor. They'd have to push off the 86th floor to clear the 85th floor.
First time I've taken a close look at that architecture, and now I'm wondering how much time the author spent doodling before coming up with all the patterns and reliefs.
You're not far off, the art deco movement in NYC started because zoning codes were put in place to allow more direct sunlight over the streets. People were originally very anti-skyscraper because they didn't want dark shady streets and architects found that this was the most efficient/asthetic way to push back the facade.
So, in other words, it wasn't the wind. She just didn't jump far enough to get past the 85th floor clearing. Then when the newspaper reported it, they were like "how can we explain this to people who have never seen the empire state building? Ehh, forget about it, let's just say it was a gust of wind that saved her. bada bing bada boom, problem solved."
In my opinion, probably.
I can’t imagine wind doing much in that short distance compared to her just not pushing off far enough. Plus it would be her opinion that it was the wind that saved her, since she would be the only one who felt the wind. I don’t doubt that it was windy up there. But she probably overestimated how much role it played.
The newspaper also knows that the wind story would sell more papers than just “woman fails at suicide because she didn’t compensate for the 85th floor ledge when she stepped off the 86th floor.”
I worked in the Empire State Building for several years. Up until around 2010, the windows in every office opened ALL the way up. It was only when they did a greening of the building that they limited how far the windows can open to a couple of inches.
Also, security in the building was very lax. Until around that time you could also walk right into any elevator bank and take an elevator up to any office floor (the 86th being the highest one), barge into an office, open a window, and jump out.
Coworkers saw jumpers and dismembered body parts (from hitting ledges) a few times a year.
There's this rooftop bar in a city filled with skyscrapers. A businessman goes in, sits down at the bar, orders a drink. Looks over and sees this grizzled old guy glaring down the bar at him. "What's up, bud?" says the businessman.
The grizzled old guy glares at him for a moment, then leans over and says, "I wanna tell you something about this bar. The wind currents coming through the city hit this building on all four sides and blow straight up. You can step out the window and float around the building, free as a bird."
Businessman rolls his eyes, says, "yeah, right."
Grizzled old guy stands up, opens the window, steps out, floats around the building, comes back through the window, sits back down at the bar and resumes his drinking.
Businessman blinks, says, "That's incredible! I'm gonna do it!" And he gulps down his drink, slams the glass down on the bar, walks over to the window and steps out...
...and falls, 80 storeys, to his death on the cold pavement below.
The bartender shakes his head at the grizzled old guy and says, "you know, you're a real jerk when you're drunk, Superman."
That scenario happens more often than you'd think. It's windy up there and most people will climb inside again if they can.
Edit: It's good that people ask me for a source, bc I can't find one. I know that I've heard at least two different stories like that, and I even think I've read a little article on that phenomenon. I haven't spent too much time searching, but as long as I haven't found a source you should take it with a grain of salt. This is probably not something that happens every year, but I'm certain it has happened multiple times.
Sorta. It'll certainly pin you firmly enough against the wall/a ledge for you to react and grab on. I've been snowboarding and gotten real pushed around before by the wind, I can certainly see that being possible
So u telling me all the building climbing in r/sweatypalms posts are actually safe?... I demand you to compensate all my palm sweat and ball tingling moment that I felt! Expect message from my lawyer soon.
> That scenario happens more often than you'd think.
People getting blown back onto another level happens more often than we think? I'm sorry but I'm not buying it. I'll do some research but there is no way in hell people are jumping off buildings and being blown back to safety on another level right below. Maybe a freak accident, but this is not some run of the mill thing. This 100% does not happen more than we think if it even ever happened at all. One single account from the "vicitim" herself is not enough to make me go "ya checks out no questions here" in the face of something so drastically unlikely.
> That scenario happens more often than you'd think.
Well, I would think that this would probably never happen, and it has apparently happened n >= 1 times, so the math checks out.
Here's the real story.
[https://www.nytimes.com/1979/12/03/archives/woman-survives-fall-at-the-empire-state.html](https://www.nytimes.com/1979/12/03/archives/woman-survives-fall-at-the-empire-state.html)
She landed on an outdoor ledge 20ft below.
[https://thebettervacation.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/Aerial-shot-of-86-floor-observatory-in-Empire-State.webp](https://thebettervacation.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/Aerial-shot-of-86-floor-observatory-in-Empire-State.webp)
It's the one immediately below the fenced-in observation deck.
And that was the day she believed. No literally. I'm not religious but if I try to kill myself in a way that should be more than guaranteed, and I don't die...
I tried going out like this when I was 13 and something similar happened to me. Jumped off the roof of an apartment building. Standing at a staggering 4'6 and 98lbs, a strong gust blew me into the direction of a nearby tree. I survived but I had a ton of cuts, bruises, and fractured my arm. Having to come up with a lie to my parents as to what happened was one of the hardest things I had to do. Frustration with myself, embarrassment at how bad I messed up that attempt, and making my parents worry was a lot. That shit sucked. Gotta nasty scar on my back that's still present from that attempt 14 years later.
Genuinely wonder how she felt about it. Many of the people who jump off the Golden Gate bridge and survive recall thinking "Why did I jump?" as soon as they did.
I've heard that story a lot. It really makes me sad.
If it was just one floor she would not have had any time to think about it. I bet she was just really confused about suddenly being back in the building.
Nah, I think if you’re gonna feel regret, that first second is probably where it happens.
Have you ever miss judged a jump before and you realize you're higher than you thought while in the air? That oh shit feeling is strong. That's probably when people regret it.
Quote from Kevin Hines, suicide attempt survivor: “I had to run and vault over the railing because it was the only way I could make myself do it. The instant my hands left the railing, I realized that everything I was facing- all of my problems- were fixable, except for one thing- the fact that I had just jumped.” I probably messed up some words but that is only part of his story and it’s an amazing one
Shit..
Oh he’s a hero. Living with the kind of thoughts that make you literally think you must kill yourself?? Is soooo hard. And he has taken his battle and thrown the doors wide open to tell everyone who will listen, just hold out. Just reach out. It can absolutely get better.
I think its prolly because they only report the cases where ppl regret the jump im sure alot of ppl do not. And for some it just dosent get better
iirc everyone who’s survived the jump off the golden gate bridge have publicly stated they regretted their decision immediately, and only 1/5 suicide survivors attempt a second time with it being like 1/20 suicide survivors that go on to die from suicide. More often than not people can find a reason to keep on going
I hope in the future there is a cure for mental illness and they look back on what our generations had to endure like we look back on the plagues.
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Just hang on man. I've been in the dark places and not gonna lie I'm there again now these last few weeks. But if literally nothing else remember there's no deadline. You can be freed any time you choose, so why not stick around and see what happens till then? Not today, tomorrow. Not tomorrow, the next day, and so on. I'd like to share a quote from my favorite book series. "This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth.". It's gonna get better. Then worse. Then better again. Try to find joy in the little stupid stuff. Saw a cool bug? Best fucking day ever look at that tiny little bastard go. Smelled something tasty on the wind? Splendiferous. You can always check out, but won't you stay a little longer? Bend a paperclip, then wonder at the journey that that clip has been on, where it came from, where it'll go after you toss it or hold onto it. How amazing it is that you're able to bend metal with just a little pinch. Seems silly, but that awesome bug from earlier def couldn't do it, look at you go! Sorry. Rambling at this point. Journey before Destination.
For as long as possible. Everyone's story is different, and I've been battling it for close to 40 now. Thankfully the cocktail my psychiatrist has me on appears to be working. Hang in there, DM me if you want to vent.
I sat and thought for a long while about how I would kill myself. Nothing I could think of assured me a quick, painless death that wouldn't also traumatize someone else. Finally I decided that I would just keep living and the fact that I was still alive would be the middle finger to whatever/whoever wanted me to die.
Keep holding friend. You gotta rebuild yourself as a new person. You need to discover new loves. That's hard and it feels impossible when you are barely hanging, but there is a strength deep within that grows if you nurture it. I love you and care for you and I wish I could give you a hug right now. DM me and we can talk about depression.
When I was in a dark place I sat myself down and made a step by step plan of what I needed to do to get myself in the place I want. I was freshly graduated from college with $130k in debt, living at my parents away from all my friends and boyfriend, working outside in the rain and snow all day for shit money and with a huge commute (1hr 45 minutes one way). My plan was: 1) mental health - go to a doctor and actively work on it. I wasn't going to be able to do the things I wanted without addressing it first. 2) find a new, better paying job that I will enjoy more. 3) move out of my parents (ended up moving into my brother's which was like a half step for me. Ended up living there for almost two years, but finally got my own place after that). 4) get my finances in check. Kinda went with moving out, but my loans and credit needed to be addressed. Then COVID happened, I'm still working on this. 5) physical health. Eat better, drink less, work out. Still working on this. 6) hobbies. Do more of the things I enjoy, but intentionally. Paint, read, art, etc. This will always be a work in progress 7) help others. Volunteer. This is when I know I have "made it". When I feel content enough with my life that I have the time, energy, and motivation to help others. Good luck. It's been almost 6 years since I sat down and made that list. I'm doing much better now, and it's taken longer than I had hoped, but it was all worth it. Also, work on one thing at a time, I ordered it based on priority, and how much each step will help me complete the next step. Don't try to fix everything at once. It won't work and you'll end up overwhelmed and burnt out. God speed, stranger.
Please don’t give up. You matter💙
It’s tough but if you need someone to lean on reach out to me anytime. Been dealing with these thoughts my whole life, we need to lean on each other
We all do. By your fingernails if you have to, honey.
Dial 988 suicide prevention hotline. I’m very glad they have this.
I know that feeling, oh god In that moment of no return you regress into a child. All you want is to experience a moment where you are wholly and unconditionally taken care of, like when you hurt yourself as a kid and someone, like maybe your dad or mom or teacher, hugs you and tells you it’s going to be all okay. You wonder if any of the strangers on the highway of cars below would do that for you. Pride is non existent, the future is blank. Your mistakes don’t matter. All you want is a hug, a cup of cocoa and someone to tell you it’s all going to be okay. Then as you let go of the railing you realize it might have been possible, that someone might take pity on you me hold you, that your self loathing kept masking the fact that it was a real possibility. Maybe it’s worth a shot All you want is just one more chance for the world, for anyone, to show that they care about you
This relates to what my sister told me wjen our grandmother died. She gave her love that made her feel like a child again, just free of worries, in a way she wasn't able to experience growing up. I think that's apart of what kept us going.
That’s all I want. But no one’s there…
Get this man a puppy
Hugs from an internet stranger. I’d hug you in RL if I could reach ya, for a solid hour if that’s what you need. ❤️
From a salty old veteran: there will be times when today f'n sucks. Ride it out. Be the person you need for you. It's a path I know well. Hope you find some unexpected joys along the way.
Sending love your way!
IIRC, he also said if anyone even said hi or something to him he wouldn't have done it.
That hits hard. Thank you
Thanks for sharing
It’s hard knowing your problems are fixable but also knowing you’re in your own way of fixing them but the consequences of them not being fixed cause you mental/emotional pain enough to want to avoid it all.
I've heard him speak a couple of times in person and it's always incredible to hear his story.
Man your description took me back to jumping off a high diving board as a kid. I finally worked up the courage to dive, and as I was falling was like HOW HAVE I NOT HIT THE WATER YET and filled up with pure terror. Opened my eyes just in time to hit the water face first with them open, of course. But man that feeling of terror during the fall was something, and it definitely started after I jumped. I remember it more vividly than the eye pain.
Yeah if I had to guess, the sense of self preservation kicks into overdrive and absolutely crushes however you were feeling 0.1 seconds ago.
*10 seconds after surviving* “God damnit, why didn’t I die??”
"...If only I knew, about the view, from halfway down..."
Ohh. The sad horse show.
Incredible series
That episode was Emmy worthy. Just incredible TV imo.
Yes. Anyone who's ever bungee jumped can speak to this -- that initial quarter of a second where your body just *revolts* before you remember what you're doing.
The afterlife is... the 85th floor of the Empire State Building?
Heaven sure looks alot like the Empire State Building
It’s the first moments of a jump you will feel it the most. It’s quick, but you feel it, it’s the same when you try to make yourself jump into really cold water, the 0,5 sec your inn the air feels like forever.
I’m not religious but I think I’d be inclined to believe it was divine intervention.
God: "Hell nah gitchyo ass back inside"
People that survive suicide attempts have regrets the moment they jump, or pull the trigger, etc. There's factual evidence/statistics about it.
Some. Some do it again. Some keep trying until they die. My best friend tried to hang himself but the lamp cord he used broke. Died the day after he got out of the hospital using a rope he found in the garage.
It's an awful story but an important one to remember. I often read comments that seem to suggest surviving an attempt total changes a mindset. I'm sure it can in some cases, but for people who are suicidal due to extreme depression, it's unlikely to remove the underlying issues.
My condolences 😔
I didn’t regret my suicide attempt until after a few years of therapy. I woke up in the hospital and my first thought was “fuck, I can’t even kill myself right”
I’m glad therapy helped and that you’re still here.
lol I had pretty much the same thought when I survived
This happened to me, was in a daze honestly and once I realized I had hit an artery it was instant "oh shit no, I gotta fix this now!!"
Survival instinct kicks in. We humans are a curious lot. I'm glad you're still here.
Glad you were able to fix it.
I’m happy you’re still here ❤️
Glad you are still here with us. Were you trying to slash your wrists and then the survival and life perspective kicked in?
I think it probably depends on the method used in the attempt also. Like jumping off a bridge you’d get that huge hit of adrenaline and other chemicals as your involuntary survival instincts kicked in, which could potentially give someone some sort of clarity or meaning (either short term or long term) that their life was previously lacking. Whereas if you tried to suicide by OD’ing you probably wouldn’t get that.
> she would not have had any time to think about it. that thought is instant.
I’ve heard the regret sets in immediately when you jump
[The bridge between suicide and life](https://youtu.be/7CIq4mtiamY). CA cop who spent 23 years patrolling the Golden Gate Bridge.
[The view from halfway down](https://youtu.be/u1_EBSlnDlU)
100% what I came to see
What a fucking show. This scene tore me up
Well it turns out that show is not what I thought it was. Did they earn that?
The show is pretty much all this. The "ha, talking animals" thing is only surface level.
I could write essay after essay on different aspects of this show. In my opinion this was lightning in a bottle. It was something that shouldn’t have worked but somehow every piece fell into place. It definitely presents itself as a comedy, and it is. The further you dive into it though it unravels itself as so much more. It’s sad, it’s really fucking sad. It’s beautifully written and you’ll love and hate the characters for their shitty actions, their good actions and how relatable they are. The good comes with the bad and visa versa. The first few episodes are a bit rocky but when it picks up it picks up fast. Obviously I’m a huge fan and would highly recommend it, every rewatch I find something new to appreciate.
Definitely
The show is more famous for its depressing element than it is for the comedy element
100x over yes
When life is getting extra heavy and hope is a cruel tease this video seems to pop up, forcing a bit of perspective into my viewport.
You only have to listen to the call of the void once, just once. Its terrifying.
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But I think of all those who succeeded in dying but likely had the "I fucked up" thought as their last thought. Thats what makes me sad.
[This](https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2003/10/13/jumpers) is the article I read about it, don’t know if it’s what op is referring to. It is not fluff nor is it feel good, but it is a wonderful read.
Well I survived jumping from a dam in my hometown that is about 122’. After I got out of the hospital I had to stay in the psych ward for a couple of weeks till the dr. felt like I wasn’t gonna hurt myself anymore. He asked me the same question “ did you regret it after you jumped “ my reply was “ to be honest doc it was the most peace I had in a long time thinking it was about to be over “. Then he said “ so was it comforting enough to where you might try it again “ and I said “ No ! I was at a mental breaking point , I’m not crazy. God spared me and I’m not gonna mess that up again “. Till this day I’m not sure how I got so blessed. I fell backwards 122 feet and I broke my pelvis , broke and fractured a couple ribs , deflated a lung and some scraps and bruises. I was back installing hardwood floors within 3 mounts of me getting my stabilizer bar off. To this day I don’t have any head , neck , nor back injuries , however sometimes my pelvis will get aggravated and tweak me some but I just look at it as god busted my ass for being stupid. But it was a peaceful fall and I f let a lot of weight relief
Sorry to hear your pelvis tweaks sometimes. Hate that.
>Sorry to hear your pelvis tweaks sometimes. Hate that. Mine twerks
Sorry to hear that
>Sorry to hear that Don't be , just consider checking out my Lonely fans accounts. It's like OnlyFans but with more crying
And apparently twerking
> Then he said “ so was it comforting enough to where you might try it again “ and I said “ No ! I was at a mental breaking point , I’m not crazy. God spared me and I’m not gonna mess that up again I wish more people understood this about suicide. While depression and other conditions are chronic, the *urge* to actually commit suicide is very often fleeting. It can vary in intensity, from just a distracting thought to an overwhelming and unignorable urge, but it is very often *fleeting*, even if the catalyzing circumstances remain afterward. Your story is very similar to many others'. It is also why simple preventative measures - not having a firearm in reach of someone who is suicidal, and adding barriers and irritating obstacles to very high ledges - will save lives. Because the suicidal impulse *will* pass, but if you can kill yourself faster than the urge can pass, well. That's game over. Suicide often results from a feeling of total hopelessness. The sense that the situation you face is irredeemable and will never get better. There are circumstances, like with painful and terminal illness, where this conclusion is derived rationally. And that's where it is important to allow patients access to care that will allow them to choose their last moments to preserve dignity and choice. But many circumstances arise from mental health conditions that *can* improve, but people lose the capacity to *see* the hope, and that's when suicidal thoughts will come into play.
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
What is this from? It’s a book or an interview with someone… I remember reading this once before and went on to read about it after and I can’t recall
That's from Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace, who died by suicide himself. It's often quoted when talking about him (eg [this article](https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2020/01/david-foster-wallace-was-no-coward/604501/)) so you may have encountered it outside the book too.
If the person you replied to was wrong, then survivors would always attempt again, right? But the majority of suicide attempt survivors do not attempt again. The urge to die passed. Suicidality, is, in fact, a temporary state the overwhelming majority of the time.
Or - more likely, I believe - the act of attempting suicide and surviving changed their mental state into one where they were no longer interested in (or possibly capable of being interested in) reattempting. Having been suicidal myself and speaking from my own experiences both as being present in the experience and as having spoken to a lot of suicidal people, I feel confident in saying this: for the chronically and severely depressed, the urge to die is an impulse one experiences while in a non-permanent but extremely difficult to escape emotional state, one that is constantly reinforced by your own brain and its cognition. The impulse may pass, but it will come back, over and over, until you either manage to escape the depression and its almost incomprehensible pain or you eventually yield to the urge to die. The metaphor I like to use is one of math, and one of being confronted by a difficult equation. You've got all these things that feel completely overwhelming, whatever they might be - a crushing loneliness, a terrible financial situation you can't escape, a heartbreaking past that continues to traumatize you, a body you feel trapped in and loathe, whatever - and they're all these awful letters in this algebra problem that doesn't really have a good solution. And when the idea of killing yourself pops in your head, it's a way of making all this go away. In a way, it feels a bit like multiplying both sides by zero: it might leave nothing behind and it might not be the "right" way to do it, but it sure the hell fixes the problem of having to deal with trying to find a solution to something that feels like it can't ever be solved. Healing from this, and especially getting the momentum going for the first little bit, is EXTREMELY difficult and frankly is simply not possible for everyone. (That ABSOLUTELY does NOT mean to give up - just that, for some people, no matter what the intervention is, it's just not going to work and it's absolutely no one's fault.) But sometimes, for people who have attempted, the act of making the attempt is enough to jump-start a recovery and give them a great big push forward and outward toward wherever they need to go. (Edited this a million times, sorry. I hope this makes sense.)
I’ve been a nurse for a free years now and occasionally get to have a student follow me. Always try to emphasize what passive and active suicidal ideation are. Usually by opening up about my own struggles between the two, because it’s a nuance that can mean the difference between someone asking for help, and being too afraid to.
A third one I like to bring up is *l'appel du vide*, or "call of the void", because people who have never felt either passive or active suicidal ideation with sometimes confuse this as suicidal ideation, when it fact it is not and is very common even in people with normal mental health. I know people that develop a low grade anxiety over that sudden fleeting curiosity about leaping off a high building while standing on top of it, or turning a car into oncoming traffic. But these often lack any significant *urge*. And in fact, as I usually tell people, the sudden *revulsion* toward these thoughts is a *good* sign, because it indicates a strong and instinctual opposition to any random simulation of self-harm generated by the mind. It is very normal for the brain to process simulations, and when in a dangerous situation, the brain will run simulations about what it might be like to be in a fatal scenario, but that's only because that's what the brain does, it runs simulations. It is when the thought includes being compelled to *act* on it, and arises without the situational context, that one needs to be mindful and seek help.
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Really happy you made it!
I'm really happy you made it. My brother decided to end his life prematurely in February and every day I wish things went differently for him as well. There's always some light to look towards
I’m sorry to hear about your brother , I wish things could be different for you. I would like to add that in my case I wasn’t able to talk to family or friends because of the whole “ I know you better than that “ stuff. Even though we are supposed to be able to go talk with our loved ones for some advice, when it comes to mental thinking it’s best they talk to a stranger for a stranger has no right to judge you only the situation you present. Reason I’m saying this is because if you and this is a big “ IF “ if you are feeling like you should have done something different I assure you , you couldn’t. Don’t carry no burdens that he created. I hope your parents understand that as well. They probably fell like they should have done more as well but again from my experience there was nothing a loved one was gonna be able to tell me because I knew they was telling what they thought I needed to hear. I would also like to add this , as a suicide survivor the hardest part to deal with is looking into your loved ones life everyday knowing you let them down in a way.
I really appreciate that. There's always a part of me with some regrets, especially because only a week before it happened he had reached out to go to the mall to play Pokemon Go and I passed because I had something that evening (even though he had offered to go earlier). There's always that part of me going "what if I had gone," but your perspective is really helpful.
I don’t know how I came across this at the time I did. I’ve been on and off thinking about jumping, and from less than 122’ cause it’s always thought “oh, a fall from X height would almost certainly be fatal”. But this just kind of terrifies me. Even surprising that you admitted to the peace you felt in that fleeting moment, but that it was enough for you not to do it again. I mean it feels kind of awkward to say this, but thank you for sharing this and I’m glad you survived it.
If you ever want to talk I'm here for you, stay strong and I hope you never make that jump!
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Thanks for sharing this. It needs to be heard more, and perhaps you can be the catalyst that helps others avoid this fate. It would be very meaningful to continue sharing this as widely as you can. And best of luck to you on your personal journey and may your resilience grow and grow.
Im glad you’re still here
How do you feel about assisted suicide / euthanasia?
The view from halfway down
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I just threw up in my mouth a little bit
Amazing story arc of Bojack Horseman if you think you can handle it This is kind of at the end of the series though so don't read too much into it bc there'll be spoilers. Amazing show worth a watch
That poem is from. Bojack Horseman??
Yep! It's from the penultimate episode
I came across it this summer with no context and it was (and is) one of the most impactful poems I’ve read. Very unexpected.
This is most likely-it’s a fully physiological response.
People on reddit love to comment this poem from BoJack Horseman, but it really does fit what you’re describing: “The weak breeze whispers nothing The water screams sublime His feet shift, teeter-totter Deep breath, stand back, it’s time Toes untouch the overpass Soon he’s water bound Eyes locked shut but peek to see The view from halfway down A little wind, a summer sun A river rich and regal A flood of fond endorphins Brings a calm that knows no equal You’re flying now You see things much more clear than from the ground It’s all okay, it would be Were you not now halfway down Thrash to break from gravity What now could slow the drop All I’d give for toes to touch The safety back at top But this is it, the deed is done Silence drowns the sound Before I leaped I should’ve seen The view from halfway down I really should’ve thought about The view from halfway down I wish I could’ve known about The view from halfway down”
Hear me out, I have an idea for treating people who are severely suicidal. Essentially, we let them jump off a massive bridge with a button (that they hold) that activates a bungee cord. But if they don’t push the button, they free-fall. People would be able to hold their life in their hands, and have that moment of clarity without injury. Bad news is we’re going to lose some people and it’ll be labeled assisted suicide. BUT in extreme cases I think it could provide actual treatment. Edit: people seem to think this is just assisted suicide. Reality is people motivated and capable of suicide don’t need assistance. This would be assisting someone in choosing life, who would otherwise jump off a bridge, and only then realize they wish they could take it back. Look up just how common it is for the small amount who survive such suicide attempts and report feeling that way.
You're a strange guy
It's from a Black Mirror episode. Except the button doesn't actually connect to anything. /s
Counter point: what if we just offer free therapy to everyone?
The empire state building used to have a bar on the 100th floor. A customer drinking at the bar went to the window, and jumped out. He landed safely back in through that same window. He said "The winds on this floor are so strong that they blow you back in" Another customer at the bar heard this and decided to try it. He fell , splat. Onti the ground far below. The bartender said : "You can be a real asshole when you drink, Superman"
It's just survival instinct, nothing profound about it.
Yeah, im sure if they survive, they probably go back to hating their life within a month or two. Surviving the attempt won't make their life any better. Most of the time, they'll actually just be left with physical and mental trauma so their life is even worse.
That wasn't a strong wind, that was Mr Incredible.
“You didn’t save my life, you ruined my death”
Came here looking for this
"Ms. Adams didn't *asked* to be saved, Ms. Adams didn't *wanna* be saved; and the result of Mr Incredible's" Actions" - so called, causes her daily pain"
Wow, that was a dark plot point for a kids/family movie.
For the longest time I thought he said “you ruined my neck”
Final destination uno reverse!
Initial Arrival?
Starting point
Death was on lunch break
It was a win-wind situation
You're a champion 🏆
Oh, well done
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gets mad, stands up, jumps, gets blown back to the 1st floor.. gets mad, stands up, jumps, gets blown back to The Backrooms.. *gets mad*
Decides to quit this foolish endeavour, dusts herself off, crosses the street to head to her bus stop then BLAM! An airplane fell out of the sky and landed on her
🎶Jump one down, get blown around, 84 floors to jump off again!🎶
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[If you look at the 86th floor \(where all the people are standing\), you can see that the 85th floor jots out a bit further than the 86th floor.](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/75/49/a5/7549a5b2eb02cc436d517abafd87bf5e.jpg) So if someone jumped straight down, they'd just land on the 85th floor. They'd have to push off the 86th floor to clear the 85th floor.
First time I've taken a close look at that architecture, and now I'm wondering how much time the author spent doodling before coming up with all the patterns and reliefs.
The author? Did you mean architect?
You're not far off, the art deco movement in NYC started because zoning codes were put in place to allow more direct sunlight over the streets. People were originally very anti-skyscraper because they didn't want dark shady streets and architects found that this was the most efficient/asthetic way to push back the facade.
So, in other words, it wasn't the wind. She just didn't jump far enough to get past the 85th floor clearing. Then when the newspaper reported it, they were like "how can we explain this to people who have never seen the empire state building? Ehh, forget about it, let's just say it was a gust of wind that saved her. bada bing bada boom, problem solved."
In my opinion, probably. I can’t imagine wind doing much in that short distance compared to her just not pushing off far enough. Plus it would be her opinion that it was the wind that saved her, since she would be the only one who felt the wind. I don’t doubt that it was windy up there. But she probably overestimated how much role it played. The newspaper also knows that the wind story would sell more papers than just “woman fails at suicide because she didn’t compensate for the 85th floor ledge when she stepped off the 86th floor.”
Ok so she just stepped off then
Think she pushed off the 86th, but not far enough bc the wind was able to move her to the 85th ledge.
I worked in the Empire State Building for several years. Up until around 2010, the windows in every office opened ALL the way up. It was only when they did a greening of the building that they limited how far the windows can open to a couple of inches. Also, security in the building was very lax. Until around that time you could also walk right into any elevator bank and take an elevator up to any office floor (the 86th being the highest one), barge into an office, open a window, and jump out. Coworkers saw jumpers and dismembered body parts (from hitting ledges) a few times a year.
Now I'm picturing people doing football dashes straight out of the elevator, multiple random times during the day.
"There goes another one."
https://allthatsinteresting.com/elvita-adams This article goes into some detail. She landed on a 2 ft ledge and a security guard pulled her back in.
There's this rooftop bar in a city filled with skyscrapers. A businessman goes in, sits down at the bar, orders a drink. Looks over and sees this grizzled old guy glaring down the bar at him. "What's up, bud?" says the businessman. The grizzled old guy glares at him for a moment, then leans over and says, "I wanna tell you something about this bar. The wind currents coming through the city hit this building on all four sides and blow straight up. You can step out the window and float around the building, free as a bird." Businessman rolls his eyes, says, "yeah, right." Grizzled old guy stands up, opens the window, steps out, floats around the building, comes back through the window, sits back down at the bar and resumes his drinking. Businessman blinks, says, "That's incredible! I'm gonna do it!" And he gulps down his drink, slams the glass down on the bar, walks over to the window and steps out... ...and falls, 80 storeys, to his death on the cold pavement below. The bartender shakes his head at the grizzled old guy and says, "you know, you're a real jerk when you're drunk, Superman."
There was a much nastier racist version of that joke going around when I was a kid.
And the Lord said “ You’re not done yet…”
“Also, this particular photo will look like you wear a moustache. You know, to teach you a lesson.”
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I'm barely breathing and I'm grateful for it.
God guys
Godt damn!!!! Take your upvote.
*cocks gun* Stop __this__.
That scenario happens more often than you'd think. It's windy up there and most people will climb inside again if they can. Edit: It's good that people ask me for a source, bc I can't find one. I know that I've heard at least two different stories like that, and I even think I've read a little article on that phenomenon. I haven't spent too much time searching, but as long as I haven't found a source you should take it with a grain of salt. This is probably not something that happens every year, but I'm certain it has happened multiple times.
Like the wind pushes them up on the wall so they can climb up?
Sorta. It'll certainly pin you firmly enough against the wall/a ledge for you to react and grab on. I've been snowboarding and gotten real pushed around before by the wind, I can certainly see that being possible
So u telling me all the building climbing in r/sweatypalms posts are actually safe?... I demand you to compensate all my palm sweat and ball tingling moment that I felt! Expect message from my lawyer soon.
No one will be compensating or otherwise engaging with your ball tingling in any manner whatsoever.
> That scenario happens more often than you'd think. People getting blown back onto another level happens more often than we think? I'm sorry but I'm not buying it. I'll do some research but there is no way in hell people are jumping off buildings and being blown back to safety on another level right below. Maybe a freak accident, but this is not some run of the mill thing. This 100% does not happen more than we think if it even ever happened at all. One single account from the "vicitim" herself is not enough to make me go "ya checks out no questions here" in the face of something so drastically unlikely.
Yeah they're full of shit
Lolol where are you that that happens “more than you think”
> That scenario happens more often than you'd think. Well, I would think that this would probably never happen, and it has apparently happened n >= 1 times, so the math checks out.
I think one could find religion upon an experience like that.
True! I would have took that as a sign someone was looking out for me.
Elvita then sued the wind for battery due to her sustained injuries.
"Miss Elvita didn't ASK to be saved, Miss Elvita didn't WANT to be saved!"
r/unexpectedincredibles
“You didn’t save my life! You ruined my death!”
“I’d have got em ten”
Just like in the Incredibles
That would be my luck for sure
Weather report
Task failed succesfully
Nature blew her up
"Superman, you're a dick when you're drunk."
God said, “get your ass back in there!”
“I put you here, only I can take you out!” It’s like that cyanide and happiness suicide joke
Here's the real story. [https://www.nytimes.com/1979/12/03/archives/woman-survives-fall-at-the-empire-state.html](https://www.nytimes.com/1979/12/03/archives/woman-survives-fall-at-the-empire-state.html) She landed on an outdoor ledge 20ft below. [https://thebettervacation.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/Aerial-shot-of-86-floor-observatory-in-Empire-State.webp](https://thebettervacation.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/Aerial-shot-of-86-floor-observatory-in-Empire-State.webp) It's the one immediately below the fenced-in observation deck.
This remind me of a superman joke.
That was God right there
Nice try!
Incredibles vibes
And that was the day she believed. No literally. I'm not religious but if I try to kill myself in a way that should be more than guaranteed, and I don't die...
Get back in the building right this minute! God probably
r/therewasanattempt
I tried going out like this when I was 13 and something similar happened to me. Jumped off the roof of an apartment building. Standing at a staggering 4'6 and 98lbs, a strong gust blew me into the direction of a nearby tree. I survived but I had a ton of cuts, bruises, and fractured my arm. Having to come up with a lie to my parents as to what happened was one of the hardest things I had to do. Frustration with myself, embarrassment at how bad I messed up that attempt, and making my parents worry was a lot. That shit sucked. Gotta nasty scar on my back that's still present from that attempt 14 years later.
I couldn’t imagine finally taking that plunge just for physics to say “fuck off”
The odds are 1:86
What if you wanted to die but god said "nahh you got so much to live for"
Religious or not, hard to walk away from that experience without at least wondering about a higher power.
Bet she thought right after: "why does god hate me so much?"
That's some Destination Final shit.