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I opened this account around a year ago I think. I’ve referred two of my friends to this cite for things they couldn’t talk about. And I still have other friends with depression. I don’t understand the double standard of “I can be in pain, I can cut, I can try to die, but you can’t.”
Was just writing a comment to you, but you already had removed your post.
So sorry to hear of your illness, my heart goes out to you. I’m having a terminal condition as well and have horrifying symptoms too, and they are getting worse by the minute; so I want to end it my way soon as do you.
If you would like to talk personally, I can give you my email address. We can talk here too if you feel comfortable. But if you desire not to talk, take care and I sincerely wish you a peacefull and painless end. You will be in a […]
Humans are going to reborn again and that’s how nature created these species.
will you want to reborn again?
For my case, even if I reborn a million times, I will be suicidal and going to suicide. It is futile efforts of nature
im a big big losser , i failed in everything in my life . i failed to get a job even im an engineer , failed to get a driving lisecnce even im 24 years old but i keep fail in the exam. i failed in love and she cheated on me . i failed in my body and i gained 35 lb and lost my hair
how my life can get worse than this ?!?!?!
My anxious is peeking and for the stupidest of reasons. I just want to go home, get in bed and sleep the next week away. There is a pretty high probability I am going to run into an ex next week. Ideally, I don’t want to run into her, nor have her know I’m in the building, but life likes to throw these tests at us.
Even though I am going to do everything in my power to avoid meeting face to face, I just can’t stop planning out how such a potential interaction will go. Why do I keep planning and analyzing a future situation […]
I overdosed about 3 months ago and was involuntarily baker-acted. That was when my family became aware of the magnitude of my bipolar type II disorder.
I have battled with mental illness most of my adult life. Things have gotten worse.
I am about to turn 50. I had a successful career where I made very good money. I worked in publishing, an industry that is all but dead. I had a nice house, a couple of cars, a boat. Things weren’t perfect, but they were OK. Then I left my job to work from home on my wife’s business, and take care of my newborn daughter. Long […]
Hi all, I’ll start with a quick intro of myself/my situtation. I’m 19, two para-suicides. I am now certain that I want to die. My last attempt was an overdose on anti-depressants and paracetamol which failed, before that, a cutting of the wrist. Now that I am sure, however, I’d like to go peacefully. I’ve refrained from giving anyone any hints and just really want to be left alone at this point, very tired. I don’t feel like I have the necessary skills required to function in this world and furthermore I have very little desire to do so. I live alone so suicide over […]
I haven’t posted in a while so thought I’d give an update for anyone who’s interested.
Also, I’m hoping it might give some people a bit of hope? Who knows.
Last time I posted I was literally at the point of ending it all. I’d already tried once but passed out; I’d been taken in by the police on a separate occasion and things were getting messy. I just wanted things over. There didn’t seem to be any other way that made sense. I had one last visit with my psych and they upped my meds. They told me they were putting me into day hospital. […]
If you think life’s over, wait a minute !
if you think you dont have anyone to trust no more
you have a friend right here
im not here to judge you and i dont know you
so if you need something to talk about let me know
im 28 years old and i know life sometimes can suck so much
but you can talk to me i would be interested in talking to you
you have a friend right here
skype and email : contemporaryartist1@gmail.com
please message me and well talk !
I’m sitting behind my desk, IT employee.
For the past week, I’ve been resisting an overwhelming urge to put a bullet through my head.
Today the urge is very bad. I had quit smoking a year ago and starting last week i’m smoking again. I’ve been up 5 hours an I’ve smoked a pack already.
I’m at a point where I need to talk about this but can’t find anyone to talk to, not even my fiance. We’re getting engaged next week.
My heart keeps beating rapidly and I’m visualizing myself pulling that trigger and that bullet would go into my head and turn everything off.
I’m doing well, good […]
I stared at my wrists,
Thin, pale scars stared back.
I promised everyone I would quit,
Mainly so they would leave me alone.
Words running through my mind.
Words carved on my arms.
Hate, ugly, fat, unloved.
The words that made me feel so small,
Permanently carved into my skin.
Everyone thinks I’m doing better,
that all the harsh words have stopped.
But they haven’t.
Everyone thinks I’ve stopped cutting,
But no one ever checks thighs.
Why was I the sperm that won?
Maybe if it were not me they would be happy
Maybe then, they would care
Maybe then, they would be able to love each other
Maybe them I am the reason
Maybe im the reason my mum and dad fight
I am not what everyone expect
I am not there little angel
I am a devil indisguise
I am the reason you cry
I do not like rules
I do not like structure
I like being me
However, you do not see
You love to control
You want me to do well
You do not understand I want to be me
You love to know what I do
However, If I told you wouldn’t believe
You do […]
Shattering heart,
Wounded soul.
How would she deal,
With all of this pain?
Wrists flowing red,
Mind screaming thoughts.
You’ve never heard a story,
Quiet like this.
She loved to draw,
And she loved to paint.
But, she used the wrong materials,
And it was all to late.
Her pen was a razor.
And her canvas,
Her wrist.
Her canvas was covered,
But she wasn’t finished yet.
Her canvas switched,
From her wrist to her thigh.
She wanted to keep drawing,
To show everyone her pain.
The drawings were getting deeper,
She was nearing the end.
She wanted someone to find her,
With her drawings on her skin.
Last night i tried to commit suicide.. but i just couldn’t take my other leg off the bed, my mom has a rope at the side of the house in an old BBQ thing i tried to reach it out my window but the bars on my window only let me go so far, i couldn’t reach it so i used the strap from my purse, and put the medal part on the hook on my ceiling, my other leg was slowly slidding off and my vision was going black my whole upper body went numb and then that’s when i started thinking about everything […]
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ive been in care from a year old. throughout my childhood it was a never ending stream of social workers, supervised access visits and confusion.my foster parents threw me out when I was 12 as apparently they couldn’t cope with me – I was swearing, smoking a little and being generally grim (normal teenager but whatever) from there was the downfall, or maybe that started when I was born who knows. I lived with 2 other fosters carers after that (1 of which sexually abused me) and I left care when I was 15 to get away from all the nightmares.from then my real mum […]
one day im fine , the next im not..
it hurts holding it all in, having small things trigger breakdowns. Popping the pill to make it all go away for a bit, but its still there..in the darkness waiting for the perfect moment to strike once again and making you shatter into a million pieces.
Unrepairable.
Damaged.
I have had everything given to me and I screwed it all up…..I have a bad habit of smoking pot and hookah
My parents provided me with everything and my habits, along with a habit of stealing got me in a lot of legal trouble
I got into legal trouble in 2001 and was arrested for a felony, but the prosecutor was nice enough to knock it down to a misdemeanor
I got into medical school in 2004….got kicked out a year later for smoking pot and getting caught for stealing a wifi connector from the computer lab in the med school and shoplifting at a store….again it […]