sometimes i just want to die! as most of us fucking do but seriously whats the point? to show everyone our life was shit? to let them win? well no thats fucking bullshit if we want to die its their fault and if we do kill ourselves that means that u r letting them win! dont you want to prove to these douche bags that we can achieve our dreams and that we arent worthless and even if we were sexually harrassed, or abused, or just treated terribly, or r strugging with depression dont u want to prove the rest of the world wrong? stay strong with me today! and no im not some fucking advertisement or something but me and my best friend were talking and we both wanted to kill ourselves for very serious matters, anyway my best friend told me all of what i just said and i agreed seriously fuck anyone who has ever hurt you and prove them wrong! SOMEONE IN THIS WORLD LOVES YOU AT LEAST ONE PERSON HELL, I LOVE YOU AND I DONT KNOW WHO THE FUCK U R I DONT CARE WHAT THE FUCK U HAVE DONE OR ANYTHING JUST DONT FUCKING KILL URSELF
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I wish I could join in on this with you. I wanna prove people wrong with you but it’s too hard. I sit at home and watch all my friends getting ready to leave for college and I’m too depressed to get out of bed most morning. I got a scar on my hip from when I sliced my leg open trying to cut myself but I went too deep and ended up seeing tendons in my leg. I couldn’t tell my parents about that one, I took care of it myself. A therapist hasn’t helped and professional counselors at a hospital couldn’t help me so the only way I got left is too hang myself when I find the right opportunity. I’m glad you’re standing up to people that have done you wrong and I’m glad you’re not going to kill yourself. You’re strong and inspirational as hell for that. Keep it up. Stay strong and get better and show people what you are made of. Good luck to you!
I don’t wanna give up but I am going to die from dehydration pretty soon, my dad might kick me out in a few weeks.. not sure if that’s going to count as suicide
Some days I think like you OP, other days I hate life and don’t want to be around-it really depends on my mood. But I’m still here because I have some unfinished business to take care of things I’d like to do before I go. Of all my complaints, I think the biggest is that I’ve squandered my youth. It went by so fast and I was so busy trying to cobble a career together I barely got to enjoy it.
Even if I do well now, it won’t be the same. Its one thing for instance for a young 20 yr old girl to like you when you’re in your 40s, it’s another when you’re around her age. You’d feel you deserve her love that much more and you’d know she’s not after you for your money.
I’m just rambling-but getting back to your point, I think some lives are too much to bear, that death would be a mercy. I’ve suffered a lot-in the beginning I treated it as a badge of honor, that I’ve been through so much and still did well. But if you’re struggling as much as you were before, while you see your friends buying houses, traveling, marrying, etc-living the life you thought you’d have-but didn’t, it just adds to the suffering. Every person’s situation is unique-some people can pick themselves up and move on, others will decide it’s better to call it quits-people need to decided for themselves what is best for them. Unfortunately because suicide is very difficult to pull off, most people usually fail in their attempts. I think it’s unfair that people are forced to live a life they never asked for.
Look up the story of Genie Wiley (and feral children), she was raised by a schizophrenic father who tortured, starved and abused this girl from the time she was a baby until she was a teen, when he was caught. She never learned to speak and suffered unimaginably. This should’ve never happened-but we have no laws preventing mentally ill, drug abusers, other dregs of society from having kids and this is why some children end up in such horrific situations. This is why I’m an advocate of euthanasia.
Just to clarify-I don’t have a problem with all people who have mental illnesses, and of course there is a broad range. I don’t lump people with depression in with the genuine lunatics who are a danger to themselves and others-we don’t need the latter in our societies, they should’ve been aborted or at least sterilized.
Life gave up on me, I didn’t give up on life…..I do however have one last goal in mind that I WILL accomplish. I’m gonna get the metal of honor
I wish motivational post like these would change my mind. Unfortunately, no matter how many times I try to pick myself up and keep moving I’m pushed to the ground. On the bright side, someone might read this and decide to give themselves another chance.
Thanks for your words.
I used to think like this, until I realized that the only person “against me” is myself. Everyone I know are pretty kind to me and understanding, and really only want the best for me. I’m the problem. Despite all the goodness I’m surrounded by, I can’t feel it. The only thing I feel is a horrible, crushing depression at the idea of living another day, let alone another couple decades. I want my pain to end and nothing more; what others think is no concern of mine. Good luck with your crusade though.