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Has anyone thought of ways to  make it less painful on those close to us? I know the suicide of someone close is going to be painful, no matter how you try to justify it to the people who are left behind. However, there have to be things we CAN do to make it go along smoother. Has anyone given it much thought? I suppose a lot can be done in your suicide note by just assuring that it was your decision and that there is nothing that anyone could have done to make you change your mind.

I was supposed to log some medicine in before I left work.  I hadn’t done it, because I thought someone else was doing it. I called work back, and my mood instantly down-spiraled when I was on the phone with my boss who clearly sounds disappointed. She said I’d have to talk to my direct supervisor about it tomorrow, who had to stay to finish it. Obviously I screwed up on this one. Granted I don’t think this is the end-of-the-world mistake, but I still feel stupid. I try and convince myself all the time that I am not stupid, and I just keep coming up with reasons for […]

Well when I woke up this morning I went onto Yahoo and saw this.

“A distressed woman with a baby was heard yelling into a phone shortly before a pair matching their description plunged to their deaths from an (town) apartment building.

The pair fell from (the building) on (the street) about 5.20pm on Wednesday, police said.

The relationship between the woman and the baby was not yet confirmed.

Police have secured the scene in the swimming pool area of the complex while an investigation is carried out.

The bodies will remain there while examinations continue.

Residents told the (the countries paper) the pair fell from the 26th storey of the […]

I will never give up, i have so many thoughts of suicidal actions, so many times thinking the world would be better off without me, but you know what, people care, they may not show it, but they do, they care, they love you and they care, i have the same dream every night, being on top of a 20 storey building, people banging on the door, telling me to come down, i look down, it looks so free, i jump, spreading my arms and becoming free, from all my worries, i wake up crying, i ignored it, it comes back, it encourages me to […]

He is my sunshine, my only,Ethan…….He is my moon……..He has his days and his bads…..Why is he my sunshine?

I hurt him before he was my sunshine……Now I cut myself ad been though alot and i know alot of you have been though way more….but….I wonder if I am his sunshine……………I love him…………………..because he is the person who I care about…………..I am 12 years old………Am I head over heels and obessed?

Do non-suicidal  people feel like they did/do a “good deed” by “helping” others?  I mean what’s the agenda here?

Or

Are you guys ginuine people that want to help and be a part of people’s lives?  To actually try to understand and not push a bunch of shit up someone’s ass?

I guess I do not understand if you feel like you have to save us for you, or save us for some other reason.

 Anyone may comment but the question is for understanding of non-suicidal participants on this site.

No one cares I’ve tried no one will listen I’m tired of the voice in my head telling I’m worthless I already know I am I mean nothing . I don’t care any more I just don’t. I’m tired or pretending tired of everything being my fault I’m tie it’d of trying my heart out to be ignored . Do u wanna know who cares no one that’s who care that I’m alive. I’m tired of the yelling and screaming. I GIVE UP OK GOD YOU WIN. Thank you for showing me how much I really mean.

last night I dreamed I jumped from my 19th story window while my roommates and exboyfriend were banging on my door.
I love standing on my windowsill imagining jumping, but I’d never do it because I’m afraid of changing my mind before I hit the ground.
I woke up crying because I want to live and I want to die and I want both so, so very badly.
I can’t be the only one feeling torn…

I’m lost I want to die . I want my existence to cease. I’m tired of it I’m tired of everything. Ahh

I met you some time ago.

Actually it all started with staring at each other…and smiling that gorgous smile of yours. That is when I lost my heart. I thought that you were perfect from the start. Then when we finally scraped together the courage to talk to each  other I was ecstatic. We started speaking more and more and hanging out so often. I was so happy. The things you said to me were positive, you made me feel beautiful. We hadbecome so close, I felt as if  could tell you absolutely anything and you would understand. The way you spoke  to me told me that the feeling was […]

Blow out the candles, the time has come.  On to the next life, hopefully it’s a better one.