I can't control the urge to die
I graduated as a new graduate this year and became a member of society. There was moral harassment and power harassment within the company, and I didn't feel well and started going to psychosomatic medicine.
He was a good teacher, and after understanding my feelings, he gave me advice, “I should confide in my heart to my friends etc.”
However, I don't have any friends who can accept weak sounds. Complaints are hated.
I just had a chance to play with my friends, so I took the plunge and confided in about my workplace, but I was drawn, made a fool of (I felt like I was), and I was so embarrassed that I couldn't help it.
I regret telling my friends. I don't think I'll be able to return to my circle of friends anymore. I'm selfish, but I can't believe my psychosomatic medicine teacher anymore.
I finally made the decision to go to psychosomatic medicine. I wanted to die, so I couldn't help it, but I thought maybe it would be helpful. I want to live a happy and enjoyable life.
But I can't help but want to die. I envy my friends who work for proper companies. I hate myself for thinking so. I hate myself for not getting into a decent company. That's why I want to die. They want me to take responsibility for my life and die. I don't like living and taking responsibility. I'm scared, so I want you to forgive me for the act of dying only once.
I've done a lot of bad things up until now. Wanting to die like this now is also a bad thing.
I thought I still didn't have enough momentum (or exhaustion) to commit suicide, so I threw away all the medicines I was told to take every day and the medications prescribed by psychosomatic medicine. I will try to live my life without eating or drinking water. I fast every time I feel like dying, but I end up eating at the end. I'll do my best this time. I think they will die of their own accord if they reach their physical limit.
I feel a little bit hopeful about asking this question now. Actually, I think I want to stay alive.
Why does this happen is so abstract, but how is the difficulty of living, such as jealousy and the urge to die, interpreted in Buddhism? Isn't selfishness like bullying yourself something you can't even call suffering?
I'm sorry it's been so long. I loved going to temples and shrines. I would appreciate your answers. Thank you for your support.
