I’m sixteen, afraid of death but overcome by thoughts, people, judgement. I used to be mad all the time but now? Sad, depressed, not a full day I can say I’m proud of myself, that I’m accepted and that’s fine, I don’t need highschool opinions/rumours. I don’t want to die but I don’t want all this stress, of the future, of the past, of people. Forgive me for boring you.
share your suicide story
Report Post
Please log in to report posts
3 comments
i know how you feel. im always depressed too. dont worry , hang in there 🙂
I’d never kill myself, just an unhappy person. But… I’m happy with that. Makes sense ^^
Hey, you too friend
You ever sit through a Chaplains Department brief? That’s fricken boring. This? Not at all.
At age sixteen I was a wreck of a person; kicked out of school, no job, no apparent future. Over two years later, I was in a better place, making progress, almost content with my life.
Almost.
Whatever you do in life, do your best to plan ahead. Set yourself SMART milestone/s for the week or even a long term one for the not so distant future. Keep your mind occupied with the thoughts of getting through school with an edumication and perhaps an awesome career in a field of your choice. Happiness is attainable. Only through time, toil and utter determination will you be able to kick back on a sandy beach one day with an 11/10 babe at your side sipping Coladas saying “chur bro…I’m fuckin chuffed…”
Well, that’s how I see it anyway. Best of luck to you; it’s a jungle out there.