I might kill myself. I think I am going to use the “exit” bag method with helium as my choice of gas. I can’t take the constant pain, guilt, worry, and sadness anymore. My parents are so disappointed in me. I am everything they never wanted. Unlike my younger sister, my grades are poor, I’m […]
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, I should get over pretension and just say why I have started posting here. I need to be careful because minors can view it. But any site on the topic of suicide has mature themes. It has to, because killing yourself is deadly serious business. Minors today are also a lot more jaded than […]
I’ve been cursed all my life. I feel like I’m the worst person alive on earth! I suck at everything. I used to be an intelligent student who attains A’s and B’s at school. But now, I’ve been getting D’s and F’s because of my personal problems. I also used to design houses, sing, dance, […]
There was a chill in the wind that night, one like no other. The darkness made it hard for sight, but I didn’t know it mattered. The strength of your grip, the frame of your stature; As you grabbed my hips, before I knew it I was captured. You forced yourself on me, along with […]
For a long time, I was betrayed by my friends who I trusted just like my own blood, and they likely killed me. They hurt me with everything they could, and with everything that was just possible to hurt me with. Once I tried to kill my self, I almost walked in the front of […]
I’m so overstrung, that even doing a small thing is too much. Even going out of bed, eating and dress myself is already too much on a day. If i do a little bit more, such as playing a game with my mom, walking a little while or having a therapy session, I’m completely broken […]
She says I never had it This dark cloud above my head Because the pills didn’t make it better It’s all inside my head Of course it’s in my head I say Depression isn’t just chemical imbalance It’s a mentality A way of living A way that’s mine forever Just get over it You’ve got […]
It’s like don’t have to breathe, but have to wait. Till’ you say something again, so I can breather and live. But without you here.
That moment when you are finally getting over your depression and someone comes along as says “you’re messed up in the head” Just what I wanted to hear.