This is a conundrum. And even though I've long given therapy away, it still tangles me up.
When I was in therapy, I always played it safe by never telling the therapists directly that I was suicidal at the time; though on occasion, I had mentioned that I'd been suicidal earlier in life, so they knew I was capable. I'm glad I was so cautious, now, as I never got committed to a psych ward.
But the problem remains, how can you chart a course to a life worth living if you can't have honest conversations about suicide? How can you expect serious help to get out of a situation that's worse then death if you can't explicitly tell people that your situation is a fate worse then death? How can you trust someone to guide you to a life that's worth prolonging if you can't explicitly tell them what fates are less desirable then death to you? When your running off a foreigner mindset's concepts of what outcomes are "acceptable" and what ones are "unacceptable", god knows where you'll end up! Talk about playing russian roulette!
As I've said, I've long given therapy away, but occasionally when I find myself in need of advice, I turn to the internet and that's where things can often get very tricky because online, it's very difficult to have frank conversations about suicide and the merits of it. Lots of websites are very touchy about anything that could be remotely construed as a positive depiction of suicide - including statements that suicide is a more preferable option then certain standards of living. So you really aren't free to communicate. And it effects everything. You would be amazed how it ripples throughout all decision-making mechanisms, into seemingly unrelated issues, when you and the person you are talking to can't be on the same page about what's better then death and what's worse.
Meanwhile, the places that are a bit freer when it comes to suicide dialog are usually populated with people who are so beaten down that they really don't have the umph to talk thoughtfully about anything other then suicide. So you end up left with nowhere to go.
Sorry for the ramble. I know I'm not offering any answers, because I don't have any myself. I'm just as lost as anybody in this issue.
@Appleblossom wrote:
I was honest throughout late November and December last year. The services were dishonest with me. @Former-Member @Bow Mostly I am very restrained about voicing my own SI.
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I was open and left myself open to very damaging experiences.
I can relate to this. Being open with my therapist was a really bad move for me. She used what she'd learned to get inside my head and really make a bad outlook immensely more dreadful.
It's one of the reasons why I'm not going back to therapy - because I can't afford to be honest ever again. And I struggle to imagine a fiction I can sell my therapist that will get him/her to give me the precise help I need from him/her.