Ever since experiencing a major depression, I have daily intrusive thoughts of suiciding in particular ways. I would never act on these. I never hold them in my mind and they have faded but they are disturbing and annoying.
Beating up my mom
Talking to random people on the street
Stabbing random people on the street
jumping in front of a bus
Getting beat up by a group of random people
Funny thing is I haven't even been diagnosed with it but it's pretty obvious that I have it.
Most have been graphic images of terrible things happening to me by other, "bad" people. It would make me paranoid to the point of actually believinnnnng that such things were going to happen in some instances. But I don't get that anymore.
