I really feel ashamed for saying I was about to commit suicide in previous posts, I mean, I found Suicide Project about one year ago and at that time I was more caught in despair rather than feeling really really suicidal, probably the you guys don’t even remember me (I’m just one of the thousand unhappy wretcheds), but if you did you’d say I was just trying to get somebody’s attention by saying I was gonna push a knife into my belly (what just ended up in tears).Of course, I’m going to kill myself, I didn’t change my mind but you more than anyone know how though it is.I can say I’m not afraid of the death itself, I didn’t do it yet because I feel really tired lately (I can barely stand) and I didn’t have the chance to be alone.However, I feel better today and tomorrow I’ll get a perfect chance to end this shit once for all.Kira, please don’t fail this time!
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I’d actually thought you’d done it already (due to this horrible wretch in my gut) but well you’ve posted so…nope. Ahh shit, I’m not sure what to say, other than I hope you catch some zzz’s and rest your weary eyes (and soul). Awaken with a refreshed mind and act upon your desire/s – whatever they may be.
You’ll be in my thoughts, Kira.
Hey, don’t worry about it; I used to be the same way. In fact, a long time ago I had a different account. I ended it with a suicide post, leading many to believe I had died.
But hey! I healed. I’m a lot better now. I’m happy. If you want to talk, all you need to do is email me. Acknowledging your actions was responsible of you- I hadn’t the guys for that. Good for you!
I wish you joy and you will be in my thoughts.
Some people heal and some don’t. It’s a bit of a gamble to stay alive. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn’t. Give it a go if you can. I am sure your situation is better than mine. If something (really anything) is still worth living for, give it a go.
My personal life is really shit at the moment. My best friends died last year; those who are still alive stabbed me in the back and think I am weird; my family also dumped me, including my former foster father, who tried to destroy me with his real family. And I have lost passion for what I loved. I have become a vegetable and I am sure it won’t end up well. I cough non-stop (this is also due to the fact that I don’t take my meds.) So many of my suicide attempts have failed in the past (actually all… or I wouldn’t be here) that I am afraid of failing again, so I have to find the perfect method this time, and I would like those who have stabbed me in the back to feel bad, although this probably won’t happen…
I am sure your situation is better. Give it a go. (I am not minimizing your problems of course, I am just saying look closer and see if you can find a reason to live, at least one.)
Why would uh wanna end ur life
and rott in hell
Why???
come on … Think again