Coping Skills

The most logical thing I can do

September 19th, 2016by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)

Is buy a gun. As an insurance policy. I hate being alive. There are times where I forget that fact. Where I’m capable of distracting myself from the obvious reality of my irrelevance and idiocy. But then it hits me like a mountain falling on me. I shouldn’t be here. I don’t have to use the gun. I can hold off. But having it in my back pocket the ability to leave when ever. It’s illogical to think that i’ll ever have anything other than mediocrity as the best I’m capable of. I’ll always have a million anxiety triggers and depression triggers. I’ll always fuck …

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September 18th, 2016by velveteennightingale

Any tips on how to make myself throw up after a meal?

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it’s always denial with me

September 18th, 2016by someone_anyone

i am not going to start cutting again.

i am going to tell myself this until i do start cutting, until i just can’t help it anymore, until it’s time to tell myself again that that was the last one, honest.

this is how i deal with things: deny. deny. deny.

keep walking. it doesn’t matter how. it doesn’t matter for how long. it doesn’t matter why, or how long it takes to fall again. it doesn’t even matter if walking is possible, if i should be doing it.

i fall, and i get up.

there is nothing else. there are no apologies. there are no bandages, no balms, no …

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Reopening the project…

September 12th, 2016by 2sadhappy

It’s been about a year or so since I was here but something tells me it’s time to come back for a bit. I want to be here to be a lifeline for somebody. I used to receive emails from around the world and hear amazing stories. I had to step away for a while to catch my own breath but I like to hear from you guys.

I don’t consider myself suicidal at the moment although I have cut before and sometimes think about the silence of death as peaceful. I probably stand out a little in that I see death I’d say at least …

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Day 2

September 10th, 2016by Nico The Robot

Hey guys, it’s Nico again.

Heheh it’s nice to see people being nice to me here, most people I’ve met on the internet are jerks haha. Oh, and thanks to the people who said happy birthday hehe~ As you all said I’ll try to keep my upbeatness.

As of right now life’s been kinda alright. Mm, well yesterday wasn’t so much. Mainly because of school stuff. Especially health and safety.. We had to do a group project this week where we had to make a skit about saying no to someone telling you to do drugs, drink, or cut class.. I got placed with a group that …

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A grotesquely long post about the tiniest victory.

September 9th, 2016by whiskered-fish

So, yeah. Heed the warning of the title. This is a long, long, long post. You don’t have to read it. Nobody has to read it, and I honest-to-goodness wouldn’t be hurt if nobody did. But this event felt important to me, so I’m recording it. Here goes nothing:

Yesterday was…very eventful, to say the least. It was one of my worst days ever, in terms of my fantasies. Recently, I told myself that I was going to fight them (the fantasies) off from now on, as best as I could. I wanted to make an effort to finally kick this destructive habit, or at least …

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British insults…. are the best :D

August 29th, 2016by aspie

“You moldy rough!”

“She turned me into a nute… I got better…”

“Can a one pound bird carry a one pound bird carry a one pound coconut?”

“Bring out ┬áThe dead”

“You half heartened hind”


“I’m sorry I thought this was America”.

“Did you just crap on my desk Cartmen”?

Is there anyone else who likes tool?

Lol that guy looks like he kneeds some milk.

Art should comfert the disturbed and disturbed the comforted.


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coping and shit…

August 26th, 2016by bent-not-broken

My coping skills are about as great as my social skills…they are shit, but I get through the best I know how. At my lowest you can find me hidden in the darkest room, music mind as loud as it will go, it blocks the world around me out and sometimes if I’m lucky it helps me to not focus so Much on my own thoughts, being left alone with ones thoughts, especially ones as morbid as my own, is a living hell I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy.
I feel like I’m at the end of my rope. I’m at my lowest. …

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Does anybody?

August 25th, 2016by Shootmeup

Does any one use heroin and feel like they finally don’t want to kill them self? I do. When I get clean from it and I’m sober, I want to die again. What’s the point of me getting sober if I still want to die? Why not just keep using heroin and running from my suicidal and self destructive tendencies? At least that way I’m still alive for the selfish fucks that insist I don’t kill my self. But they’re not happy enough that I’m still alive, they don’t want me on heroin. But they don’t understand, the heroin preserves my life. I’m alive because …

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Just Being Me!

August 23rd, 2016by StacyT_T

So I am the middle child of 3 children …..

Some people would love that but I don’t. It’s absolutely hell!! My parents would always compare me to my older sister or younger brother.

You see my older sister (24) is now a nurse and is married to Matthew . A doctor who is “the perfect guy” as my parents say …… They would always compare me to her by saying “Oh you know when your sister was your age she used to do this… And do that…”

They never give me a break …

Oh and let’s not forget my little brother. It doesn’t make it …

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It won’t go, incase you don’t know

August 21st, 2016by Whats this life for

This dark, ┬álingering affliction has tempted me for several years now. First started just before I developed tinnitus…..the reaper screaming in my head. That was 4 years ago. Now I’m in a relapse……now the fluoxetine doesn’t work. This cannot…..will not…..go on. 21 is a bit young, perhaps? Anyway……needs must.

Anyone relate? I need someone to understand. Death will save me

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Here But For the Grace of Aspirin.

August 18th, 2016by Shephard

Whenever I venture out in public, I make it a habit to carry my bag with an aid kit and a 1.5 litre bottle of water, along with a host of expendables and other oddities. Within the aid kit is a good stock of bandages, antiseptic cream/wipes and a suture kit. Airway masks, wound pads for sucking chest wounds and saline tubes with the means to mainline it to someone in dire need of hydration. Assorted medicines such as paracetamol, ibuprofen and opiate-based analgesics. But one medicine I have used on more than one occasion to good effect is aspirin — something I never …

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Why Do I Do This

August 13th, 2016by justonemorecut

Why? Why do I do this to myself? Why do I keep making myself suffer? Why don’t I have the courage to do it?

This is my life and I can do it if I want to, I’m tired of people saying don’t, I’m sick of them telling me to stop being so damn selfish and to think of others. Like I’m a person too damnit why cant they think of what I’m going through, Why cant they see the pain I see why do they have the strength I don’t have. Where the hell am I supposed to go a damn hospital doesn’t help I …

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There is nothing more for me, need the end to set me free. Trapped in myself, body my holding cell.

August 10th, 2016by fadetoblack

I met you in my junior year of high school. its been almost 7 years since then, and exactly one month now since I last saw you. From the moment we met I knew there was something special in you, it didn’t take me more than a week to confess my love to you. From the very start I knew you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, you were just different than everyone else. Even after you moved away for school, I was always there when you needed me. I was in a dark place when you moved …

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Meaningless life

August 10th, 2016by Waffenss

I have been feeling down lately. Probably because I have been feeling like I’ve lived a meaningless life. I feel that I am not doing enough to help my fellow human being. I have chosen my work in order to help people but I feel that I am not doing enough to help my fellow human being. I would like to go on the frontline, in the trenches. I feel like my work would be more meaningful there. Maybe I’m just ranting, and I’m sorry if this bothers anyone, but I feel that this is the only place where I can say it and be …

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I’m not going far

August 7th, 2016by Rory959


Dearest Friends and Family,


First let me tell you that I love you, and it is this love that has kept me here for the time that I have been alive. It is not because I have lost my way, or that I no longer respect and appreciate all the things you have ever done for me. I end my life today because I have reached the end of the road. Why continue when there are no maps, no signs and no one to walk with me along the way? I don’t expect you to understand this, nor do I want you to try and answer …

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I’m going to be ok?

August 7th, 2016by itllbeok

My aunty is visiting me before I leave for college, and she is the prettiest of my mom’s siblings because she uses the most makeup and she is the “beauty expert”. The only downside to this is that she cares way too much about her looks and comments on other peoples’ too. I was at the mall with her today with one of my other family members, and she kept talking about how much smaller she is than I am, yet she still has more than double my breast size. She kept saying comments┬áduring dinner (we ate saucy chicken wings from her favorite restaurant) about …

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Run Away

August 7th, 2016by ErasedEon

Would it be okay if I went on an adventure to find myself? When I say that, I actually mean… would it be a good idea to run away? Maybe not now, but the next time things take a turn for the worse. What do you guys think?

I’m sorry… I’m not your hero anymore.

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Staring at the screen – Who am i?

August 7th, 2016by oqoobo

So this is my first Post here.

So i’ve been here before several times,

like a fucking stalker, like Marla singer, the woman from ‘fight club’ who went to all the support groups because they were cheaper than cinema. Or more like the Protagonist from that same book.

Whenever i felt sadness melancholy and whatever-the-fuck you want to call it eating me from inside. Hollowing out. Gouging.

Whenever i desperately wanted to cry, but couldn’t because it seemed surreal, pathetic and impossible to me to cry over nothing but myself.

And whenever i vistited here i felt like an asshole because i wouldn’t dare to try to help, because i …

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My Soul Flies (And Fly It Will)

August 6th, 2016by Counting The Days Until I'm gone

Trapped inside this ominous receptacle,

Eighteen years, eight months, six days, ten hours, fifty minutes and forty seven seconds beyond my best before date,

I stand hollow and cavernous-as the wind cascades itself amidsts my masts, creating sweet tunes and great form;

My eyes have been spectators to such mesmerising beauty, humbling devastation and horror;

My ears have beared witness to great orchestrated melodies, profound speeches and bone wrenching pleas for intervention;

My skin has felt the sweet caress of a caring hand, the firm- corrective thump of life, the allure of a sexual pulse and the sterility and inamimacy of iron.

My heart has endured the thrills of young love, …

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