for as long as i can remember, i’ve always been different from everyone else.
eventually i came to accept it; i basked in loneliness, despite the fact that it was “wrong” in the eyes of others. it was wrong to sit in my room alone. it was wrong to ignore others. it was wrong to [...]

on the surface my life doesn’t look to bad, parents deforced maybe a problem, but not in poverty by anymans standards, I’m not exactly thick either, I think. but underneath all this I wish I was dead. My parents aren’t devorced, my dad left to be a woman (i’ve got nothing against that, but the way he done it broke my heart), we’re actualy struggiling to keep me at my school. I went into a deep depression for months, i don’t know how long because I can’t remember. I relied so hevily on my then girlfriend that I ended up forcing her away, she pretends to be a good friend, but I know she actualy wishes I had died. right now I’ve got hardly any friends and I’m a shell of the bright and happy teenager I was, I can’t look in the mirror without hating my own reflection. I don’t want to die, but moments like this, I can’t see tomorow coming, and it makes me wish I’d jsut get it over with so that I never have to go through it again. if anyone wants to help please do, you’d be the first for a long time.

“I really don’t see the point, in all of this, anymore. Things would be better if I just ended it. I think I might…”

i just dont no wat to do anymore everythin has become such an effort even to get out of bed in the morning… ive tried to end it once before and im getting to the point where i want to again my friends just dont understand wats going on and just push me away i [...]

You write down how you feel. but people dont really know how hurt you are cause they cant hear your voice the tune the stutter the pain. suicide is the right thing to do.

I clutched at my open self-inflicted wounds around my arms, while walking to hospital accompanied by Sally. I was ashamed at the time to show these signs of weakness in public.
It was the end of the line for me I thought but little did I know, it was just the beginning. . . Here is [...]

Family Guy, Season 8, Episode 17.

i have been depressed for years…since i was 11 and started middle school. god knows, it started with ‘voices’. that’s the lie i’ve told everyone and to this day it haunts me how i can look someone straight in the face and tell a dark and deep lie.
many attempts were made…all included pills of some [...]

After briefly browsing through the posts on this blog, I immediately became panicked at the number of people who want to kill themselves.
And I’ve been there. I’ve been to that place where your chest feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, where you feel dark and cold and numb and totally alone. Where you feel [...]

I’m so sick of feeling like this. Everything used to be so easy, yet now it’s so hard. I blame my parents sometimes. They made my life like this: unbearable. I hate how they hate each other. I absolutely hate it. I guess my story begins with their story.
When I was just six,  I was introduced [...]