I never went so far as to intentionally hurt myself, but I have been extremely depressed several times in my life; all a result of my "church days". I felt I was tainted with SO much sin, and there was nothing I could do to ever make myself good enough. I would literally pray night and day, asking God to forgive me for my wrong actions and thoughts (I somehow thought that everything that came out of my mouth was a sin). This tied along with my OCD, I would obsess about germs and wash my hands constantly, fearing that somehow I was being tormented by demons. I assumed that this was some sort of punishment for my sinfulness, and I would pray constantly to God to release me from it. It seemed that He would never listen, somehow I'd not done something right. I did eventually get over this, but when I was around 15 and 16, I was severely depressed. I would hardly eat, and when I did it tasted like nothing. I would sit around feeling like such a waste. One day, as I was writing in my journal, I happened to glance over at my hand and seriously contemplated cutting my wrist, just ending it all for once, because obviously God wasn't going to help me so I had to help myself. I even got out the knife. This scared the HECK out of me. I never realized I was capable of having such thoughts. In all honesty, I had nothing to feel shameful of; I was not involved in any sinful activities, or was rejecting God in anyway, I had no reason to feel this way. Now and again I will start to feel depressed again, but I know that death is certainly not the answer. Suicide, no matter how comforting it may seem to the person carrying out the act, is a hurtful, selfish action. You must take into consideration those who are left behind, what the consequences are and how you will affect their lives.