I can’t take this emotional spiral I feel like everyone is against me No one really cares I’ve been home for 6 day from residential I’m so done with this rollercoaster I’m getting off I’m gonna cut my brachial artery (the place you get blood drawn opposite of elbow,any tips or advice plz comment
15 16 in march I’ve been depressed cutting suicidal I cut on the 11th thinking of doing it again mean family my dad hit me with a belt because I drank some of his wine because I was depressed I am lonely for the most part 2/3 good friends but not always there. I was planning on killing myself in october on a cruise I don t know how to swim 6 months away. I stopped taking my depression meds they don t work and made me gain 40IB my dad still wants me to take it I have counseling twice a month I was at a mental hospital for 6 months helped a tiny bit I have bad grades. Depressed everyday I talked to the safety coordinator at my school told her EVERYTHING She was going to send me to another place (another mental hospital) I wanted to go but she offered my dad to pick me up instead everything has been way downhill ever since I want to run away can t nowhere to go what should I do
Sometimes I feel extremely happy or extremely sad I want to live sometimes other times I want to die I’m not bipolar I get sad for a reason I have a fool proof plan
I have only a plastic bag and a razor blade I was planning to wait till I’m 18 and get a shotgun would you put the gun in your mouth?
I am 15 I have sucky grades I broke up with my girlfriend she’s a cheating liar my family is anti gay my sister says I’m cutting for attention and I have no real support no way to kill myself no hope
I’m 15 going on 16 I had a girlfriend we broke up because she’s a cheat my family is mean about gay situation my sister and I fought physically I realized cutting may not be for my I have sucky grades no love I want to die but I can’t the only suicide method in my house is a plastic bag or razor blade I’ve lost hope :(d
I was at UBC Universal Behavioral Center I was there for 6 months that I tried to kill myself 3 times nothing worked I tried cutting my wrist vertically and horizontally and tying things around my neck that didn’t work because people found me.I still have suicidal thoughts I’m not acting on it because I don’t want to get in trouble and I want to be trusted .I have had two girlfriends the first one I dated for a few days I broke up with because she wanted to date more than one person my second lasted more than a week she claimed to be asexual.I feel kinda lonely and suicidal I think the only way to kill myself is hanging myself in the bathroom at school I know it would work I need a rope to hang myself I kinda know how to make a noose the only rope I have is 1/4 inch but I’m 130 which I feel fat and ugly and unsuccessful with bad grades 3 f’s I hate myself
I have 480 pills (24,000 MG ofÂ diphenhydramine HCL) should be enough to kill someone who is over 100 pounds.I’m only 85-88 pounds so this might actually work.My birthday is on Wednesday I’m 14 right now.I’m not sure what I want anymore sometimes I really want to die,but other times I’m not sure.I feel so lonely right now and I don’t really have any plans for the future either.No one really talks to me.I had thisÂ counselor I met once a week but since my ‘medicaid’ got cancelled I can’t talk to her and no one else seems to care.My grades kinda suck and I have no friends.Everyone else at school seems like they are having the time of their life and have plenty of friends but I have no one.No one really cares how I feel the last time I told someone how I really feel they just sent me to a mentalÂ hospitalÂ to get medication.No one has time for me my dad’s always at work and my sister’s going to college and the one “friend” I have doesn’t even call me.Even if I didn’t kill myself I would still die anyways.I thinkÂ tomorrowÂ is the best day toÂ takeÂ the pills.
I tried killing myself on valentines day I took Zoloft (antidepressants) but I only felt like I was going to pass out and my dad found out a few days later when he saw there were no more pills left.He was mad at me and said that what I did was stupid and was kinda yelling at me and said if I went back to the (Lakeside) mental facility that he would just let me stay there.Yesterday I went to the store and got some sleeping pills.Everyone is acting like everything is all my fault like my dad is mad at me for wanting to kill myself and thinks I “choose” to be depressed and so does my sister.Also my counselor said that if I kill myself I might go to hell and she thinks life isn’t pointless and that I need “help”.I feel so lonely right now also on Wednesday I had an appointment with another counselor and she also thought I would go to hell if I kill myself and wanted me to look her in the eyes and promise I wouldn’t kill myself (which I didn’t do) but I lied so she wouldn’t make me go back to the mental facility.Right now I’m trying to decide if I should take the pills and when.
I was at school and theÂ counselorÂ wanted to talk to me. So I started talking to her about being depressed and she asked me if I had a plan to kill myself. I said I’ve been thinking of killing myself and if I were to I would use sleeping pills.Then she started crying and said it was because she cared and called the school’s police officer guy and he came in and asked if I was suicidal and I said yes and then I
had to confirm it with anotherÂ counselorÂ then he searched my bag and then I went in the back of theÂ deputies’Â car (without handcuffs) he drove me to Lakeside Behavioral Center and signed paperwork and left. I had to answer some questions too and was given scrubs and waited. Later I went into a classroom there and we talked about our feelings with other kids.I went to lunch,went outside, and drew and I talked to some other kids and became friends. I went to bed at 8pm and woke up at 6am and the shower’s water was cold. I talked to the doctorÂ (psychiatrist) he was nice and understanding andÂ prescribedÂ Sertraline Zoloft 25 Mg. My dad also visited and later I left (I stayed for 4 days).Today is the third day taking the pill and I feel happier, but I’m still suicidal and feel like I have no reason to live.
I didn’t get anything forÂ Christmas and my dad was at work and I just played video games with my older sister and I keptÂ triedÂ thinking of ways I could kill myself and I was EXTREMELY unhappy…I felt a little happy a couple ofÂ Â days ago but that happinessÂ disappearedÂ when I went back to school I felt so ugly and worthless and uncomfortable when I was at school…I barely talked to anyone and really felt that my life wasÂ unimportant I mean there are HUNDREDS of other kids at my school and they are all either happy or pretty and I feel like a nobody,not that it matters anyways…I gonna try to kill myself soon because I really feel alone and feel like I’m going crazy…I have 2 methods in mind but I REALLY wouldn’t want to end up in a “mental hospital” or in pain so I think I’ll wait till I can get some pills and some other “supplies”…
Life seems so pointless.You’re born, you go to school, get a job then get old and die.Why does life have to be soÂ meaningless and short-lived.If life is so short what’s the point of even living if it’s only to enjoy the little time you have.Sure I may just be 14 but time goes by fast and soon I’ll be out of high school and trying to get a job.I just don’t see the point anymore.Even if I didn’t kill myself I would die regardless 🙁
I was feeling sad for about 2 months but then these last 2 days I was EXTREMELY happy but then I became sad again…This always happens to me, First I’m sad for a LONG time (like a month or 2) and then I’m happy for like 4 days or maybe a week then I become sad again.Â Every timeÂ I become really happy something bad happens and I become sad again.Yesterday was worst I went from sad to happy to mad and all overÂ againÂ Whenever I’m happy my mood is unstable and I even laugh at things that don’t even make any sense, but when I’m sad nothing matters and I feel alone or I start feeling mad because no one cares about me.Today I’m not as sad as I usually am so I’m just going to relax and listen to some music…
Last year when I was 13 I thought people actually cared about me but then I realized that even my family doesn’t care about me.my sister who is 26 told me if I keep on cutting myself that I would get put in a mental institution and said I don’t have anÂ excuseÂ to be depressed. She said I’m ungrateful, I’m weak and I need to grow up. No one actually cares, people say they do but in the end they leave you when you need them the most. My sister has given up on trying to help me, she said that I have to change or I’ll get put in a mental institution. She said I’m selfish for even thinking of killing myself and if I kill myself I’ll go to hell. She made me scared to even try to commit suicide, she told me what might happen if you fail to kill yourself. Now I can’t even try to kill myself. If I fail I get put in a mental Â institution or I end up mentally retarded(or in intense pain) and if I doÂ succeed I might go to hell.Â I can’t kill myself andÂ I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.
I feel soÂ lonelyÂ today. Someone that I didn’t like got a rose from a boy. I felt so bad after that IÂ literallyÂ cried for hours I told my dad and sister and they said I was being “immature” and “childish” and that it was “my fault” that no one likes me.But they don’t know what it’s like to feel so alone and have no one. I just want to die now. No one likes me and no one cares. This morning I wanted to talk to the schoolÂ consoler but she was too busy. No one has time for me.
I’m tired of being sad so I’ll just try to be happy and try to stopÂ worryingÂ so much about things I can’t change…
I’m not important I never was important. I used to think I was but now I know I’m not. Now I know just how worthless I really am. My life isn’t important. I can die at any second but no one really needs me. No one actually cares. Everyday I wake up just to realize howÂ lonely I really am. Whenever I talk to people I just smile and talk about things thatÂ aren’t even important. I tried to tell my friend that I’m depressed and lately I’ve thought of killing myself. But she just said I should just talk to “someone” about it. I’m tired of being alone and unhappy. Everyone else is happy; so why can’t I be happy. I even went to church. But nothing makes me happy anymore. I used to care about the way I looked but then one day I realized nothing in life matters if you’re gonna die no matter how you live your life…I try to look for motivation to live but I can’t live like this anymore. I hate my life and I hate being alive…
So basically I “tried to kill myself” I tried to make myself “suffocate”Â in my sleep. Unfortunately when I woke up I was still alive. But when I woke up I felt extremely tired and I was VERY lightheaded. I was going to try to overdose on vitamin D , vitamin E and Iron (I have 2 bottles of vitamin D and 2 bottles of vitamin E) But I was afraid that I wouldn’t die and that I would be in a lot of pain and I would have to tell my older sister that I overdosed. So I tried to take the safe way out…I still don’t know how I can kill myself “effectively”but I’ll keep on trying though 🙁
Today I’m going to try to kill myself. If I die I die if I live I live. I don’t care about my life anymore. My sister and my dad are mad at me. My sister said me being depressed isn’t anÂ excuse for me to “not take life seriously”.Â This morning I was so upset because my dad yelled at me and I started to realize that he doesn’t care about me. When he yells at me he doesn’t care about my feelings or what I think.He’s a physically and mentally abusive person and get’s mad very easily. I’m sorry but I can’t live like this; I feel like I’m losing my mind little by little. Just in case I do die I want to be sure to say goodbye to everyone I know before then.Maybe I should try to kill myselfÂ tomorrowÂ instead. I can’t wait that much longer. I want my life to be done already.
my sister called me ungrateful because I said I don’t want to live anymore. Â She said I’m healthy and I don’t have anything wrong with me so I should be grateful and live