madhurgupta

Is the point of our existence, just to fill our safes with gold, and our stomachs with greecy food, etc? I don’t want to live this life.

Finally that I have a job, I’m closer to death. I’ll buy poison with my first salary. And that’s it. Good bye cruel world.

I feel that there is a singular cause of depression (apart from illness, money, and tragedy), and it is that we aren’t loved by someone, someone who can be our companion, and love us like mad, despite of all our shortcomings. What do you think?

I had a golden career once. Then illness hit me and I had to leave job for 4 years. Now I’m cured but nobody wants to give me a job because I have a gap in my resume. I feel stressed.

Finally, it seems I am going to have some closure to this shit life. I am about to order a panacea for quick suicide, and that will be the end of Madhur Gupta.

No regrets. No should’ve/could’ve. Just death.

I’m sad. What do I say?

Did I fail at life? :'(

I was employed after a break of 4 years. Then within 6 months of starting working again, I lost my job. And it wasn’t just any job, it was a blue collar job. I feel devastated.

Is there anybody here who resonates with this experience? Will I ever get a new job??

The problem is, you get rid of your body, but the unhappy mind still remains trapped inside the soul that has left the body. Back to square one.

For those who say that they don’t believe in afterlife, I tell them, I’ve seen ghosts, real ghosts.

My mental agony is so much, that I sometimes feel that I embody this earth, and am one with it. I wish someone were kind enough to kill me in my sleep and put me out of my misery. Why does accidental death happen only to people who want to live, instead of us suicidal ones?

Now I am not so handsome. People used to be jealous of me because of it, and hurt me and made me suffer, and my mother and father simply watched and did nothing.
Why the fuck.

And I am thinking of doing the same because of my health issues. What really keeps me alive isn’t the fear of death, but that there are people who care for me and will weep when I die. What should I do?

Suicide is difficult because you contemplate about it.

But when death happens by itself, it hardly takes a minute or two for the process to complete itself and we are done.

In other words, suicide is difficult because we have a choice. Death is easy because we have no choice. Isn’t that just stupid?

So apparently the admins here have become pro life and have started taking down posts that even hint of somebody expressing their intent to commit suicide.

I posted a post headed ‘I’m a coward’s which the admins took down. The posts talked of my failure to jump off a high rise due to lack of courage, and I asked other people here if ingesting poison would be easier.

Who are running this site? 2 year old kids, or 100 year old grannies?

I don’t have a gun. I don’t have Nemb. I am afraid of hanging or cutting wrists. I couldn’t gain access to rooftops.

However, I am soon going to move to a new city for a new job, where I will most probably rent a flat in a high rise  apartment. I might kill myself by jumping then. Looks like my time on this earth is coming to an end finally. Who knows what will happen after that? Maybe I’ll become a ghost, maybe not, maybe I’ll get the much needed rest and sleep after all.

Goodbye my dear fellow suicidal souls. See you in another life.

Ever felt that if your country had guns, you would’ve been long gone, despite all the fears of death that come and go periodically?

End my life. God’s grace will be upon you.

I will kiss your noble hand before it blasts a hole through my head.

I live in India and have searched for rooftops in many buildings, but none have accessible rooftops. Looks like the only ways of killing yourself here is by hanging from the ceiling fan, which is torturous.

This is ridiculous. On one hand, the govt treats people’s lives like shit, on the other hand people aren’t even allowed to end their own lives. When will this bullshit end.

I think suicidal people all over the world, who are searching for quick and painless methods of going to sleep forever, need to come together as a group, much like the LGBT community, and raise their voice as one, for demanding it to be legalized