Is it bad that I can literally count the number of reasons I am alive on one hand?

We all have a list, our personal reasons for getting out of bed and being alive… religion aside, just have faith :D

. OK, I thought I would try this as well, so here goes: . (1) I was born (as opposed to having been still-born); (2) I have never had a fatal injury or illness; (3) I have always been able to breathe enough oxygen to avoid suffocation; (4) I have always been able to obtain adequate food to avoid fatal starvation; (5) I have always had access to sufficient fluids to avoid fatal dehydration. . The essential criteria can be counted on the digits of one hand. How many more GENUINE reasons could there possibly be to account for the fact that ANYONE is alive ? .

– Best wishes - Maajikthise. .

Conclusion: ….. No it is not bad that you “… can literally count the number of reasons … [you are]… alive on one hand? …”

haha well I feel like all of that can be summed up into “nothing has caused my death yet” but I was really going for personal reasons that make life worthwild and reasons why you look forward to the next day

I agree that “suicide is the absolute most shameful and inconsiderate waste of good, thoughtful, if overwhelmed human minds.” which is why I would never do it no matter how bad things got (thats where the hypocrite part comes from, plus the fact I have stopped 3 other people from doing it) and I like the idea of thinking of lifechanging moments (good and bad) as plot twists, it makes it seem like everything has a reason

. Bethany: “… reasons why you look forward to the next day …” ….. .

. They should be almost endless - if you don’t set your sights too high. . Imagine that early one November morning you suddenly found out that today was to be your last. . You look out of your window and see the sun rising over the horizon for the very last time.
. The bright sunlight filters through the rich red and amber autumn (fall) leaves of a majestic tree, catching the droplets of morning dew that sparkle like diamonds hanging from the intricate network of a spider’s web. . Birds sing, as if through sheer joy, as the sun warms the chilly morning air.
. A shiver goes down your spine as you realize it is to be the last time you will witness the wonders and beauty of an ordinary day. . You begin to wonder whatever happened to that girl who said I “… Love being outside doing just about anything …” * . ….. and suddenly comprehend the significance of every little thing that you will be experiencing for the very last time. . The radio alarm clock clicks itself on, as if to rouse you to the enormity of the fact that you are hearing a piece of music that was written before you were born: . ….. an almost angelic choir sings a sublime movement in a language you have never even had the time or inclination to learn, but you instintively know that they are praising the unbounded glories that remain to be discovered. . You listen carefully for the first and last time without ever having realized how much more would have to remain unheard for all eternity. .

• http://www.funadvice.com/my/1298590612_772 . . How many reasons do I have to be thankful for, every moment of my life? - you probably could not even begin to number them against the countless visible stars of the universe. . http://funadvice.com/r/15f70lkp828 .

I’m really glad you’re not suicidal. My list is long, but only consists of one thing- being strong for the people who need me.

yeah im not suicidal… like at all. but there were times a few years ago where the thought had seriously stayed in my head, but I would never do anything to act on it. No. never. and now, i wasnt even thinking like that. it was more like im dealing with a lot of annoying stuff, and hate the majority of my day, and people have said to me “if i were in your position i would just kill myself” (not like they are telling me to go die, but they are saying they couldnt handle the stuff happening in my life -and they dont know the half of it lmao). and from them saying that i realized a few years ago i would have been thinking like that too, but somehow im not. So i stopped and wondered whats different now than a few years ago, like why i consider life to be pretty good even with all the bad stuff. and then it led me to this. so yeah im glad im not suicidal either :) and thanks for your concern