puddingmouse wrote:
I have obsessive thoughts about people killing me in the most crazed, violent, bloody ways. It's relaxing in the sense that the thoughts appear when I'm angry or frustrated, and thinking them burns off the anger/frustration.
If I'm trying to cross a busy road and I'm late for something, I'll imagine the drivers deliberately driving into me and my skull being crushed under the wheels, and my brain being smeared on the road. Or if I'm in a crowded place (I don't like crowds) I imagine all the passersby stabbing me, one-by-one, as more and more blood pours out of me. There are loads more. I'm a bit obsessed with human sacrifice and I sometimes imagine people sacrificing me.
It's a bit different to your death-fantasies, but I can see why you have yours.
I've had bad depression all my life but I'm not suicidal. I don't know what causes it. I don't think other people with depression have thoughts like that.
I too suffer from depression and have all my life. And when I have these fantasies they make me feel especially good when I'm going through a bad time (like now with all the crap happening with my crackhead stepfather). I can't understand how I can enjoy the idea of being killed in a ritualistic way yet I have no desire to kill myself or die, because even with all the bad stuff that happens to me I still enjoy living and hang onto the hope that some day I will gain control of my life and things will be better.
I guess as long as a fantasy like this isn't dangerous or harming people it's OK to have. Some people just have weird ways of making themselves feel better.