I am going down in the basement to hang myself. I am fed up! Really fed up! In this world you give a heart and your beloved give you back a stone. How can you live this way…. If you want to leave comments go on my suicide blog… At least, I will leave something that people will be able to read after me.http://notgosuicide.blogspot.ca/
January 2013
Ok… I have made an attempt to hang myself few weeks ago and I did not have the courage to step down the chair I was on…. If only I could do it, I would not be suffering today. Yesterday, I started a blog where I write all I feel about suicide and my depression. http://notgosuicide.blogspot.ca/
I am so disappointed that I do not have support from my family (wife especially). She (like most of the people) does not understand that I am not selfish neither I do it in purpose to be such depressed. All she says is that she’s fed up and tired (ok, […]
This is me.
This is how I feel, how I am.
Yet, when I put this as my facebook pic nowhere close to halloween…
No one asked why.
No one understood.
In fact, I got a few likes..as if people would appreciate me dying.
Currently in pain from physically fighting my ex boyfriend yesterday. My whole body hurts and it’s kindve hard to breathe.
I sit here in pain and still cant help to think that emotional pain is so much worse. Like I’d rather cut my skin than experience more of this emotional hell. Now I dont know […]
I’m 23 years old.
In two week I’m getting kicked out of college. I allowed my depression to take over my life to the point where I couldn’t get out of bed for class, I would sleep for days and not do my homework. Now, after months on probation, I’m actually getting kicked out.
I have no where to go. I can’t bear the thought of telling my family that I was so stupid I got kicked out.
My entire identity and life is tied up in going to school (for math). This is all I’ve ever envisioned in my life. I don’t know what else to do […]
We are the future of us all
we are the generation who is destined to fall
we are the present’s invokable call
we can’t be heard through the last generations wall
we destroy ourselves without remorse
we set sail on an unchangeable course
our parents have made us who we are
they have locked us up behind concrete and bar
suicide and drugs seem our only escape
we all go out with chalk lines and yellow tape
all victims of depression and anger
some are popular some the more stranger
we all grow up whether we want to or not
because […]
This just made me cry so much.
Please watch, it might give someone the strenght to hold on for a little longer!
Sometimes i really wonder why im still here…i guess its cause im too chicken to really do it
i have attempted suicide at least 5 times. I have thought about it more hours than I can count. Ive suffered rape, loss of loved ones, physical and emotional abuse, OCD, and an unstable childhood. In spite of all these painful reasons to die, I’m turning 25 and I am so grateful that all my attempts were thwarted.
I was always in so much pain I could not think about anyone else.
Two years ago my view of suicide was completely changed. My boyfriend of over 5 years killed himself in my bedroom while I was at work. Never in my life have I felt more pain. […]
How can everything hurt so much while at the same time I feel so numb?
I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’ll be gone soon (not soon enough, but whatever).
I’ve come to terms that I’m a failure, that I have no purpose, no future, no anything.
I’ve accepted all that.
I’m a disappointment to everyone, not even my parents believe in me anymore. Thanks for that.
My dad asked me today : “When you think of your future, what colour do you see?” I wanted to scream “BLACK, FUCKING BLACK, THE MOST DARK BLACK YOU CAN EVER IMAGINE!” But I didn’t. I got away from the question, […]
I still want to kill myself but there’s a few people around me who care. And I don’t want to satisfy the people who hate me cos it means they win. I live like a dog, I wake up each morning and survive. As much as I don’t think like an animal, I have the same existence as one. Blind people who’re totally blind that is, don’t seem to have as much success as most partially blind and sighted people in this fucker of a world. Some sighted people don’t have success, but it seems that the majority of people with disabilities are less successful […]
I am this new to this site. I am 13 . I frequently cut my wrists and it had gotten to the point where I feel like it isn’t enough. My friends lids me off because a few of them happened to notice and they think its funny. They don’t take me  seriously. I feel that after I’m finally dead they’ll realize how serious it actually was/is . I just wanted to know if it hurt to over dose. how many pills it takes to kill yourself and if it was the less painful way to take my own life.
I was doing so well, people came to my rescue and encouraged me to stay strong, but of course I cut. Deeper than usually, and I cared far less. I had been clean for almost an entire month, but I felt no shame cutting. The blood wasn’t upsetting or anything. I really just want to do more.. I have no idea what to do.
I am a cutter. I am 12 years old. I guess I cut because I feel like I am disappointing everyone. Mainly my parents. My sister, and My brother are both straight A students, and I have difficulty in school and my parents don’t understand. They think I’m supposed to be a genius, but I am lazy. But the reality is that I have trouble learning. They won’t let me see my BFFs (the only people that make me happy) because they think they distract me from schoolwork. My friends aren’t really my friends anymore because of that. I also started getting mean notes in […]
Someone’s misplaced affection has made my day.
An unknown number’s text wished me good morning and later added that I was missed. How wonderful it feels to be missed even if it was just for a second before I realized it’s a text sent to my phone by accident. It can’t really be for me. It’s like when u see someone waving at you and u wave back only to realized they were waving at someone else. Oh the disappointment and how it melts off the smile on your face.
I hate to think someone was waiting for a text wishing them good morning […]
Why put someone in the pain of lienig to the,, & make them believe something that wasn’t true. I thought you cared.. Clearly I thought wrong. This is why I cannot trust, I get lied to & hurt soo many times.. Do you hear me? Are you happy of what you did to me? Hope she’s better. Funny thing is; Your best friend said “Dang, G fucked up.. our way prettier then her & much better.’
I am thinking of the least painful way to die. Please help. I don’t think dying is the answer but I feel hopeless right now. What do I do?
I work in a restaurant.
I am constantly surrounded by knives.
God, it’s so damn tempting.
Music is what stops me from cutting…but I can’t really have my headphones in, and I can’t blast death metal in a family restaurant for some reason.
So what am I supposed to do?
It’s so hard not to pick up a steak knife and cut my wrist up.
The only reason I haven’t is thanks to my boss.
My boss is my neighbour, family friend, and my boyfriends father.
I don’t want him to be ashamed of me, because he’s the reason I have my job.
But it’s hard…sometimes I wonder if the urge to cut […]
Hi, I’m new to this kind of thing, but I’m desperate for some help….
I almost killed myself tonight. I can’t deal with who I am.. I am a worthless piece of shit. The only thing I love, I suck at. When my friends try to help me, I want to scream “I WANT TO KILL MYSELF” to them just so they get it. They think my emotions are typical, as does everyone else, but I’m falling apart. I know these feelings aren’t normal because if they were everyone would be dead.. I know this is probably pointless and no one will care, but I’m desperate […]
It all hit me. I was at coffee with my friend, and all of the sudden it all hit me – the depression, the urge to kill myself, for all of this to end.
I have no purpose, I see no tomorrow, I see no future. I just want to die, so fucking badly.
I’m living but I don’t feel like I am. I just want to fucking die! Why can’t I? Why can’t some car hit me and I’d die? Why can’t something happen and my life would end? I have no purpose. I feel like a puppet doing stuff only because I am told I […]