I am a suicide survivor. Three times I have tried and failed. They weren’t the kind of failures where I wanted to fail. They were real.
The 1st time it happened, I was 18 (I’m 26 now). After years of abuse from my father, I came to the end of the road. I was running away [...]

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.

What’s their problem?
What do they know?
It might not seem like a big deal to them,
but maybe it’s because they don’t know the full story
and haven’t been through anything close to as heart breaking as it.
Some kid comes up to me and says “When someone gets bad grades they cut themselfs or for any stupid pointless [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

The children would not stop arguing,My husband was always arguing with them as well as well as him gambling all our money.so much so that it wasn’t until 3 days before Xmas that i could go out and buy presents and food even then Xmasdinner was a chicken. My mother was finding it hard to care [...]

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 don’t know when this all started. All i can remember is this deep feeling in my chest that never went away. Constantly there, always. Sometimes it hurt, And sometimes it was just a bother. I’ve attempted (half assed if i must admit) suicide before, I naively overdosed on ibuprofen and paracetemol (i was in such a rush [...]

It had been 5 months since the last time I cut myself.

I’m suicidal all the time, even after I try to end my life. I may stay this way forever, no matter what, but I will somehow try to survive.