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You can go, you can start all over again, you can try to find a way to make another day go by. Â You can hide, hold all your feelings inside. Â You can try and carry on when all you want to do is cry. and maybe someday we’ll figure all this out, try to find a way to make things better now. We’ll be better off.
We’ll be better off dead
does anyone else ever get so sad that you feel nauseous?
i hate who i am, how i am… fuck.
rough day.
I am a 24 year old  suffering with serious depression. I have become obsessed with committing suicide and have been on this site for about a month now haven’t really talked here much my social skills wouldn’t be the best tbh. I don’t like to go out spend all day on the computer and listening to music… to cut a long story short I have really set my mind that this weekend to just get it over with have a method planed out so yeah thats it.
Life is hard
because there are other people
who you will never truly know
you don’t know what they want
how they feel
or what they think
even when they tell you
what they want
how they feel
or what they think
about you.
You can never be completely sure
that they are telling the truth
or that they are even real
i know i said im not ever going to post here again… but too much has happened since i decided not to post here anymore and im just absolutely terrified of every option i have as of this point… i’ve been so stressed out over the past two/three weeks and i’ve come to having panic attacks more than two times a day, almost every single day. first thing, Sunday night two/three weeks ago i was really struggling and i talked to one of my friends and she came to the conclusion that i was contemplating suicide, even though i didn’t say that exactly. so Monday […]
Sometimes I just do things and don’t realize how fucked up those things are until it’s too late. It’s like something just takes over my mind or body. I have sex with boys that I don’t really like then I get mad at them for calling. I am not a good person. Or I don’t know how to be one. I don’t really know. I always say that I’m not just one of those bitchy girls who plays mind games and fucks around. But I am, that’s exactly what I do. In fact, I’m probably a lot worse than all those girls because the entire […]
I’ve been browsing here for some time now and I have to say each one of your personal stories have always helped me in some way so much obliged I strongly believe that expressing how you feel can assist you in finding a way to continue if it may only be for a few extra moments. Let me first say you can just call me Chance is a name I’ve aquired over the years for all the triumphs I’ve overcome over the past 10 years or so. I’m like everyone else I’ve loved I’ve lost overcome miscarriages with past relationships, […]
HELLO, my name is teela i am 18 years old and currently i am a suicide survivor…….ive attempted suicied numerous times..well im on here because in my defense i didnt have anybody to talk to like call or shoot a tex to and say hey this is whats happening……i may not be able to give u every reason to not kill your self but i sure can give u every reason to make you wanna live im from a small town and im about to finish up high school…every since ive been in school nothing but bullying has tooken my place…ive been raped…beaten and everything […]
so here i am on the internet rock bottom so to say… first of i am not from america or england so my english will be bad but i need to get this off my chest …
So where to start? the fact that every day i feel worthless a big fat loser with no future unworthy of love? or that almost every night before i go to bed i think on how where and when i could kill myself? oh and dont worry this isnt a sad story its freaking hilarius so lets start i have a decent life i mean shure i only have […]
I don’t want to come back. Chat room is mentally destroying me.. And I don’t even come here much anymore. The Suicide Project is dying out.. And me? Well, I was just one of the many members. If you have taken the time to read this, Thank you. You are probably one of the very few left trying to keep the Suicide Project torch burning. Good luck… People need this place.
But me? Well, People always say.. There is no such thing as a happy ending. I guess this is the end of my story.. :'( It’s been Interesting though, I guess. Met some amazing people..
Orangish, For one. […]
I confuse myself constantly.
Other people confuse me constantly.
The world must therefore be nothing but constant confusion, with only infrequent periods where people manage to convince themselves that they are able to grasp exactly what the hell is actually going on. Some can do it for longer than others. I seem to lack any capacity for that, myself.
So I’ve decided to give up bothering with trying to understand myself, other people, or any other bizarrely convoluted topic such as that, and instead I’ll just stick to simple topics like quantum physics or botany.
I love human beings, but I also hate them, myself included. Fucking vortexes of […]
It’s not that I forget that you did not want to talk to me anymore. I could never forget that.
You were the most amazing person I have ever met and you thought I was just as amazing.
And I knew this would happen. I knew when you got to know me you would get sick of me.
Its very painful to realize that someone has left you because you are really just an awful person.
Sometimes I’m just reading and a word or whatever reminds me of you and when I’m not high as fuck I cant help but burst out in tears.
It hurts knowing youre an awful […]
I tell people not to hurt themselves.
I hurt myself.
“Please don’t do it” I’ll comfort them, promise them promises that are false just to keep them alive a little longer.
But I want to die, and I don’t want them to stop me.
Today, I am posting this because I need an advice. Like almost every comrades here on this site, I am suffering…A lot. I want to die…But I have no intent of suiciding. I have 3 personalities, so they gave me 3 different choices of what to do, so help me to decide:
My 1st: Continue to suffer, until somebody save me or I have an mental breakdown -> killer -> cops will get rid of me. This guy is weak, lonely, yet gentle and kind.
My 2nd: Cry loud enough to gain everone attention/fake mental breakdown. This guy is stronger, easier to get rage, but is also […]
My life has infact, gotten no better. The exercise isn’t looking like anything has changed, I still hate my body. My friends are somewhat ignoring my issues because they make them uncomfortable. Because they never have anything to say to me, so they just smile sympathetically and soon enough it’s forgotten.
What I’ve discovered is that my father has been diagnosed with Bi-Polar, and this explains why he’s such a dick when only moments ago he would have been being lovely. But now, he wants to lean onto me. Because I’m his daughter, and the only thing he has left, I feel obligated to look after him, even though I’m […]
To think I almost committed suicide last Tuesday. My plan was to hang myself in the school bathroom. Well I attempted to. Left with marks on my neck. I realized what I had going for me. I have a life and an amazing boyfriend and a family who loves me truly. I couldn’t ask for anything better. The reason why I almost committed suicide was because I was being bullied at school by two of my classmates. They both spread rumors and make mean side comments to me. One treats me like I’m nothing to her. I have some friends here a PC. I have […]
As far back as I can remember, I’ve always had this nagging thought in the back of my mind. This thought that life is pointless and tiresome. I don’t remember much of being a child. It is as though I was someone else before I became a teenager. Photographs are life’s little moments captured in a stillframe and frozen. Looking at childhood pictures bothers me, because I feel as though I am looking at someone else. I feel as though the pictures are supposed to make me recall the moment in the photo. But I don’t. I don’t remember dressing in the clothes I am […]
I really dont know anymore. After going through depression since leaving high school 12 years ago, through to today, Ive just had enough. I dont mean that in a violent, angry or emotional way, I’m just tired of it all.
The usual stories blah blah, yeah Im married (its not an easy one but we do love each other), have 2 great kids, which frankly are my world. In fact, if not for them I’d be gone right now. I cant abandon them, but dont feel like I should be here anymore. Its weird.
Im not well off financially, have a boring standard lower middle class admin […]
since i’m already here might as well vent out a little bit. maybe some input may give me a bit more perspective instead of using the option of death to calm me down.
turned 24 last month, introverted, depressed for the past 10 years or so, finding it difficult fitting in the modern world and i find it difficult to connect with people and a deeper level. i feel so detached from everything and everyone. i’m more often than not, isolated from the “real” world and watching other people live their lives to the fullest is making me wonder why i can’t do the same thing. […]
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