Stories of Loss

For those who have passed on.

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Hell is cruel…

October 29th, 2014by deathisbliss

I posted before saying that life is the human concept of hell.

The truth of it as I see it is that life if one long self-imposed trial.

Self-delusion might avoid the trial but it does not stop it.  Most Eastern philosophies suggest we must GROW to escape the pain.

If any religion is close to the truth as I VIEW IT, it would be Buddhism.

We are tried, we are tested, and we must not trust or ignore…most religion places the responsibility else where, it tells us to trust in “God”, to pray, and to be happy with the outcome…no different than an imaginary friend or a fantasy. …

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spiraling down

October 29th, 2014by jnswa

The ‘no harm in trying’ spell no longer works to motivate me. I think of my failures, how it became almost constant, and I just lose faith in any light of hope.
Now, there is ‘no point in trying’ at all. Everything isn’t worth it anymore.
Living in a country in which the majority of its people has very little, if any, empathy on ‘suicide’, I really don’t think killing myself is gonna change anything. People do not care.
I’m stuck. So badly. I just can’t go on.

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Cuz at 4am when the sweat sets in…

Did you get my message, did it send? Or…

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final steps

October 29th, 2014by ghost walking

maybe my last letter written to him…

i registered for some blog open blog of suicide notes etc..

i once wanted to leave my story. but now..

 you have taken the last shred  of me.. with your coldness, dismissal. and lack of compassion..
i am but a hand full of dust waiting to be blown, and scattered, erased  in the winds … of  a life  vanished meaningless and alone

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17 dasy left

October 29th, 2014by ghost walking

i’ve done amazing things in my life, had some incredible experiences. most of my life was as a professional creative… now.. 17 days left. I tried once in ’97 didn’t expect to wake up…

i won’t make that mistake again… i hope.

 

so much anguish..i gave it a year then another year and another now i have lost every thing.. or about to. betrayed and lied to. a job so miserable i almost pull my hair out to survive a bad call.. i used to earn $72 an hour and that was low  for what i did .. and now . its humiliation and abuse i abide …

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confused

October 29th, 2014by 89hash

Told someone I used to be close to that I loved her, she said she didn’t wanna hear it..but she keeps poking her way back in my life even after all the shit we been thru. I try to keep our conversations brief because I don’t want to get hurt, but the truth is I’ve been hurting and miss her like crazy. Even overheard her brothers saying she was stalking me, serously even if she finally opened up and said she hated me I’d be fine with at least having closure.

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Hey :3

October 28th, 2014by Blake SinBad

Well well…seems like every time I take a trip down memory lane to this site, there’s oodles of new people and none of my old friends left…I wonder if they ever visit? Anyway, hey guys. Name’s Blake SinBad and I thought I’d let you know that I’m always open to talk or vent to if you need a hand or someone to listen to you. Totally free from judgement of any sort. I promise.

email: frejashinepaws@gmail.com
kik: xXFrejaShinePawsXx
Tumblr: just click on my link and use my ask box
Phone: HAHAHAAHAHHAHA no.

Sometimes I find that strangers are the best form of medicine…

I promise I’m not a creepy 40 year …

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Purgatory In Paradise

October 25th, 2014by charlieregal

Damn. It’s Hot. I hate this island. Nothing ever makes sense here. Everyone is smoking and drinking and killing cursing and…is happy. Why do buses filled with white people come here? Who in their right mind would want to come here? Avoid the groid! It’s so hot! Is this hell? Because everyone torments me with their jubilee while I am just devastated. I thought that If I preserved my memories they preserve me but they are just a mental horror movie. My childhood wasted. The real me Lost somewhere in between the beatings and loneliness and alienation. Why here!? Haha. Maybe I should run to …

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Happy Birthday…

October 25th, 2014by Dez

I’ve lost count of the years since he’s been gone, but today marks another. Today, October 25, 2014 is my soul mate’s 19 birthday. Every day I think of him and every time I do I ache to hear his voice again. I’ve been doing pretty good with my depression, even got a new boyfriend…but every time this day rolls around…my resolve breaks. I realize everything I’ve done and built is nothing and worthless. Nothing is the same without him and it never will be. I’ve never felt so miserable over someone before for so long…his loss has made me unable to care or love …

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Are you really gone?

October 24th, 2014by goingnumb

We dated for awhile then we were just friends things got messed up we hurt each other helped each other we met on here and you’ve been wanting to die just like I before we ever met I think. You really did it this time and i hope you didn’t im crying so hard I know you were in so much pain and I couldn’t fix you I tried so fucking hard and you even said you can’t be fixed I love you I hope you’re feeling peace for once

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Nights Are When the Monsters Come Out to Play

October 24th, 2014by StarsShineInDarkness

My darkness rises with the moon.

Every night I live the same war.

To cut or not to cut. (Sorry, I’m a Shakespearean geek)

But I know that it’s never really a question.

I can picture the blood, feel the burn,  and I know it’s coming and that I can’t stop it.

It should probably scare me, or at least make me feel a little nauseous.

But as usual, I feel nothing.

I know the blood will set me free.

At least until the moon visits again.

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Here we go I guess

October 22nd, 2014by Ayahra

Hi. I’ve never done anything like this before. I never really like talking to people about my suicidal tendencies, mostly because the people I need to share this with and want help from, are the people that don’t want to hear anything about this.

I don’t see a max on the amount of characters permitted, so I guess I’m going to tell you my whole story..

 

 

I was born on the 15th of April, 1994, in Milan, Italy–I am 100% Italian, with both parents being Italian. Apparently, according to my mother, I wasn’t planned.. you see, the thing with my mother is that she likes to blame …

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The Broken Chain

October 21st, 2014by Maddie

” We little knew the day that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories.
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again. ”

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What is your difficulty setting?

October 20th, 2014by charlieregal

Lets play a game. I am going to comment my difficulty setting and I want you to tell me yours then think of two things that could make it worse.

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Why even bother?

October 19th, 2014by impossible_girl

My cats love me.  Great.  That makes two living beings on the entire planet.  I learned a long time ago that if I want friends, I have to keep my head down and my mouth shut, and I have to be able to do nice things; I don’t know why I thought that could change.  What’s the point of hanging on when I’m nothing but a burden to everyone?  As long as I’m having a good day, it’s fine.  Then no one has a problem being my friend.  But if I’m depressed, if ye olde personality disorder is kicking my a**, then people are suddenly …

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Welcome to my fawking rant.

October 19th, 2014by Alex

Ahem. *clears throat* Awkward. TnT Fuck. Anxiety. Let’s see. Lost 3 friends to suicide. 1 had recently attempted. Idk. I used to have a whole group of friends. Depression came by for a visit. Boom. Became distant and just closed myself up from everyone. Avoiding people all day at school unless I’m stuck with a partner. Realized no one gives a shit about me disappearing. Yep. *becomes air* Probably going to fail school because I’m skipping classes to avoid having anxiety attacks even though I still have them. Holy horseshit I’m probably sounding like some little shit right now. *face palms* How did I even …

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The Day I Tried

October 18th, 2014by That_One_Idiot

I read through some of the stories and decided I could post my own story.
Hi. I’m 13 and I have tried. You may be thinking ‘What does a 13 year old know about suicide?’

Well.

If you’re still reading thank you. It all started when I was 7. I was an ordinary kid. Only thing was that my parents were barely in my life. I clung to my grandfather. My grandfather did everything my parents neglected to do. When I was 7 he died of a blood clot in his leg that ultimately returned to his heart. I was devastated. He was my best friend. He was …

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I’m just a fucked up girl

October 17th, 2014by Maddie

I’m just a fucked up girl living in a fucked up life in a fucked up world. Welcome to where being me is- *Never Enough*-
Just because her eyes don’t tear doesn’t mean her heart doesn’t cry. And just because she comes off strong doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong.
You don’t understand me and never will. So don’t start that shit ‘bout knowin’ how I feel.
My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams. I’m hoping things will look up, and right when they do, there’s always something to fuck it up, and we’re back at square one.
Do you know what its like to be me? …

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My father murdered my mom I’m tired of living

October 17th, 2014by dana2c4me

Since I can remember at age 4 my father has physical abused my mother and about two years ago he disappeared her into a canal and took her life away he is now in jail and not ever coming out and my mom was found this summer to make the story short and well I’m here struggling with everything my little sister had to move in with me and I think my bf does not like her sometimes I think he does not like me either I have no friends I block everyone out of mylife I trust no one due to my life experiences …