I won’t presume to know everything that your loved one was thinking or feeling before they committed suicide, but I would like to take a moment to try to explain a little bit of the logic behind suicide.  Again, I’m no expert, only someone who has been wanting to die for more than 30 years. [...]

Yesterday was my brother’s birthday. My brother, who would have been 47 years old, committed suicide by hanging himself from his attic trapdoor in the hallway of his house on December 15th, 2008.  He left no note, no explanation, no message of any kind.  Since his death I’ve had the near-obsession of recreating his life [...]

im a 15 year old girl, who, for as far as i can remember, never had a bondage with her father, or anyone else. everybody that knew me as a kid would tell you the same. that when my father (or anyone) would walk into the room id go ‘uh uh uh uh’ (with in [...]

when is it okay to die?

Ok then, I don’t suppose there is much point me lying anymore. I do that a lot, lying, it always seems to be the best way to continue without actually living or letting anything out. The problem is I want to live, I don’t want to be one of these people that just pretends to [...]

Since i came to my new school i felt depressed from the very start. I’m 16 and at my age i’m not required to study anymore. If i fail this next year i won’t be allowed to study anymore and my life won’t have a meaning. Sometimes i just want to end it by cutting [...]

It saddens me to see these young kids considering suicide as an option.  You have a long time left to live and you’ve got rampant hormones.  You need to ride it out and see what the future provides. Sadly I have seen what the future provided and now that I’m 45, I’m not sure I [...]

When I think of myself more often then not I just want to puke. I used to be so happy and free spirited and I feel high school and just recent events in my life is ruining me. I am more cynical, I dont get along with parents, I dont have a 4.0, I feel [...]

I lost her as my real wife in the eary 70′s. Now as I am 56, married, one child; I yearn to hear from her. I hope life has been kind to her. Such is a little less on my end. I never made it out of Bothell.   

I’ve been depressed for as long as I can remember. I don’t really know why. I just don’t like to be alive. Nothing has ever happened to me, and I think for most of my life, it hasn’t been a horrible life. I just don’t like living it anymore. It’s getting harder to deal with. [...]