When I see a knife, I think of stabbing it into my chest, piercing my heart. Or cutting my neck with it. When I see a tall building, I envision myself jumping from the top of it. When I see a bottle of pills, I want to swallow them all at once. I would either overdose, or choke on them. Whenever I come across a body of water, I visualize myself drowning in it, my body sinking to the bottom. Perhaps never to be seen again. When I see a gun, I imagine putting it to my head, slowly pulling the trigger. When I see any type of rope, I think of hanging myself with it. When I see or hear a train pass by, I want to jump in front of it. When I hear that somebody died, I think to myself, why couldnt it have been me?
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thats how i think o. o
Are you serious??
How about when your in the passenger seat of a vehicle wanting to yank the steering wheel to the right and drive off a cliff so you can die a quick and painless death especially with my fuckin dad
Oh yea thats a pretty good idea
i’ve been there, and that’s how i thought…. think…. suicidal thoughts haven’t left me. i still feel like a freak most days, but now ive accepted myself. and God helped me to do that. He’s there and he loves you and he put you on this earth for a reason! don’t waste away that gift of life. Ill be praying.