I see a lot of people going through different things in their lives on this site. Many people say they are feeling things like anxiousness or depression. What made you all come to this site? I assume it must be pretty negative considering it’s called “The Suicide Project”, but I’m just curious to see how similar, or maybe not similar, everyone’s reasons are.
For me, I have a few different reasons for thinking about suicide. One of them is how guilty I feel about what I’ve done to others. The other reason is a general feeling of boredom that I have in life. I feel like I’m stuck in a routine and that I’d rather die and feel nothing rather than having to relive the same thing over and over.
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Misery is the answer. Depression is something mild. On the other hand, anxiety, tiredness, feeling sick of life are hell. And yes a general feeling of boredoom in life. Nothing makes sense.
And remember, my name on this site is “hope”. Just imagine how terrible other members must feel.
Depression can be absolutely horrific.
I can’t really deal with a lot of the things I’ve said and done and I don’t think I can fix any of it now… plus I know my life isn’t going anywhere anyway so I decided I don’t really want to live through it anymore.
When I “arrived” at SP in 2012, I had concluded that life wouldn’t be going anywhere. Four years later, things have only gotten worse.
Same boat as you
This post is yet more proof of just how bleak things are for so many of us here at SP ( or anywhere in the world where people feel they would genuinely be better off dead )
As we’re all too well aware, actually taking that final step is fraught with complications. It can all turn into one long tedious journey of intense struggle…..but the good news?…one way or the other, the end IS coming for all of us sooner or later. hallefuckinlujah to that !!!!
My life is a dead end. I have no future and am too old to start over. I just plain hate living, for a variety of reasons including some mentioned by people above, and it would almost be too complicated to explain it. Over time this has caused me to become completely dead inside; my physical body is just waiting to catch up.
Me, I fist came to this site after a suicide attempt. I had a bad suicide attempt and after it I was recovering from it and wanting to turn my life around and thought I needed to keep in touch with people who could help me and understand what I was going through. Now its been over a year and I still come because I still wrestle with depression and suicidal thoughts and need to vent from time to time. I think the thing that makes this site work is that people who are dealing with depression/suicidal thoughts/ or self harm > we all need somebody to talk to that understands, but often in our daily lives its hard to find somebody who understands. I also have made some great friends through this site… so it would be hard to ever just leave it.
My mind brought me here, basically at the time and for many years after I joined I wanted to kill myself. Joined another satellite community made up of members shortly after coming here, and stuck around there for a few years until it, like most internet communities, slowly deteriorated.
I have issues with getting out of my mind, and at times, crippling social anxiety. I have some anger issues as well. I am overall just a mess. Got a lot of issues with drugs too.
I was googling “suicide” after a failed attempt to escape, my parents took all of my money, enrolled me in a university in something I hate, and proceeded to beat me and rape me as a punishment. All hope I had was crashed, and that time it felt so horrible I didn’t see any other way of ending my pain. I was looking for methods and I found this website. And I thought “Maybe it is worth to post anywhere my suffering, so I don’t have to bottle it up”
I’m still here because I love something to death, but as soon as that thing is gone, I will too.
I am here mostly because of anxiety with a touch of depression and a nice large scoop of self-hatred…. I found this site several years ago when I was googling for what antifreeze would do if consumed…. Then eventually (maybe about 8 months ago) I finally decided to make an account and actually start posting here and stuffs :/
At a certain point reading suicide letters was a way to keep from doing it. I used to read them and see how the families of the people were affected. I then stumbled accross this place. And I could relate to so much. I recently joined however, just so I could vent, because it’s getting bad again. I like this website.
My reasons for wanting suicide is because I have almost no one in my life who really cares. They all think im happy, and they don’t care enough to find out the truth. Im so done with putting a pretend smile on my face. I know if I tell anyone that they will stop me. They still won’t care, so long as I don’t die. My best friend is the only one who cares. Everything else in my life sucks. And she’s just not enough reason to stay…
And my reasons are mostly just for venting… :/