My Suicide Note


Typical Lying *****

September 26th, 2017by AKidWithAName

I tried to tell someone yesterday. They wouldn’t have hated me. They already know I’m like this. They would’ve understood and they would’ve helped. This isn’t on them, though. This is on me. This is my problem. This is my fault. They have their own problems and they don’t need my needy bullshit shoved onto them. I hate the thought of making them miserable with my problems. I can’t do it anymore.

I feel like I’m just fucking ruining everything. They’d hate me if I told them now and I would hate me, too. Nobody likes a liar, not even an undesirable like myself. I’m such …

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So… Suicide.

September 25th, 2017by TheLastReaper

I don’t know when all of this started, I just know it keeps getting stronger by the day.

I was never the one to believe that you have to tell others your problems, never thought of mental health as something real, I just thought of it as something you make to yourself, because you are not strong enough, or smart, or pretty enough, a weakness if you will, and I still do.

I didn’t have the baddest of childhoods, nor the best. I was bullied since I was a kid till I finished high school, but I kept going, knowing that something better was waiting for me …

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A fucked up person

September 20th, 2017by thedyingpig

ever had that moment in you life where you want to kilyourself because you never achieved anything? I do get compliments from people for my talent but I think that this talent does not suit the standard of my family.

I’m turning 18 and nothing is grand about that besides going to college. But I could not get the thought off of my head about how i will never be accepted because of my incompetency. I did even try to study but it turns out I get depressed once I’m around my friends. I dont even know if I still fit in the group because I …

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I’m so desperate and useless

September 17th, 2017by Kiwiz

I look like a spoiled brat keep flinging throwing paper, punching on the table and burst into tears, my mom asked me “What happened? Fill her in.” I said because my TSI reading score is appalling and I cannot pass the TSI reading test. I don’t like the TSI reading test because it keeps bugging […]


Leaving This Life

September 14th, 2017by usedcanvas

When I was younger I attempted suicide many times, I obviously failed. But when I got better I read that people who try are more likely to try again and be more successful and I used to cry cause I was so scared I would try again and die. At the time I didn’t want to die and I was scared to return to how i used to be. But now I’m in this place where I’m not going to commit suicide but if somehing were to happen to me I don’t know if I would stop it or if I would try and help …


Any survivors blame their partner?

September 6th, 2017by lonely87

Im really struggling to understand how/why my husband chose not only to blame me but to make a campaign out of it in his suicide. His note blames a threat I made (I kept threatening to have him arrested for his violence, I was referring to historical violence but he was paranoid and thought I’d lie and say it was ongoing) but also makes reference to needing the kids to be saved from me, calling me a monster. He left a list of alleged domestic abuse I’d done which ranges from true, to lie, to downright bizarre, to deliberately calculated to sound like something bad …


Holy f**k!

September 4th, 2017by disgusting

It’s been a long time. A lot has happened. I started having pain in Jan-Feb this year and found out I’ve got arthritis on the level of an 80-90 year old and I need my knees replaced within this year. Of course I can’t get that because I’m on state care. It’s rapidly degenerating and I face being in a wheelchair unable to do anything for myself. The nerve damage has gotten worse and I can’t feel anything but PAIN in my hands and feet and it makes it hard to wipe my ass just because it’s so painful to hold on to the toilet …


Cutting relieves pain

September 3rd, 2017by justbecause

Karla destroyed my heart, hopes, dreams & confidence so badly that I started working a song:
You told me you wanted to grow old with me,
You threw me a way like yesterday’s garbage,
You crushed my heart,
You destroyed all my dreams,
Now I cut with a knife and
it makes everything all right

You caused so much distress in my head that I can’t sleep,
Now I cut with a knife to make everything all right

I cut with a knife and it makes everything all right,
You’ve hurt me so much,
I can cut with a knife
and not feel any pain.

I’ve come to realize for one reason or another I can’t seem to …


Just a story of my life and why im killing myself

September 3rd, 2017by SoonToBeDeadGuy

So this is my life long sob story. Here you’ll find stupid thing that I’ve done and really stupid reasons behind it. -you probably will encounter spelling errors and poor grammar-

So starting off , i grew up as a kid with little. We weren’t poor but we barely survived. My parents got divorced when i was very young. My mother married an asshole who was abusive towards me (bare in mind they never drank alcohol or used drugs) they had 2 children after they got married and they were everything, i was nothing.

Moving on a few years after some abuse and shit.

My dad comes back into …


No hope

September 1st, 2017by Lostsoul_20

I receive no justice for my rape, no friends to comfort or care about me, failed hopes and dreams, a family who have no understanding or provide no solace for the pain I have been through and no love to somehow be my hero and rescue me form hellish existence. Somehow I’m suppose to live and persevere through the misery and turmoil I suffer through now for some false pretense of a better future. FUCK THAT!!! I’m tired of seeing life as precious as they do. I’m tired of living by their rules. I’m getting my escape and I don’t give a fuck whose fake …



August 28th, 2017by AKidWithAName

So much for trying to be assertive. I just made things worse. He won’t listen because he knows that I am the problem; he knows I know I am the problem. I just wanted to make things better for everyone. I just wanted to help make some people’s lives less miserable and I fucked up and ruined his instead.

I have to see him EVERY FUCKING DAY. I fucking stood up to him, to his condescension, because it drove me fucking insane and it hurt those that I care about very dearly. But you know what? I STILL FUCKED UP. I STILL FUCKING RUINED EVERYTHING.

I …


Goddamn! I sure am one emotional, melodramatic bag of shit!

August 28th, 2017by AKidWithAName

I let this happen. I deserve the consequences.

Why do I feel like I want to die all the time? Because I deserve it. You know that. I know that.

I don’t deserve that escape, though. I don’t deserve that escape.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.


I hate me.

I brought this on myself. I did this to myself. I forced this on myself.

This is hell. I cannot escape. I deserve this. I fucked up and I deserve it.


Pathetic Person w/ Pathetic Reasoning

August 28th, 2017by AllBarkNoBite

At the very least, I hope this scatter-brained post will give you a laugh. Just kidding, I don’t hope for anything, save for what I mention in the following. Well, maybe some sections of this post will resonate with anyone who might read it some day.

Once I become financially stable and relatively successful, I might want to kill myself in complete sobriety so that I can prove this point to my dad: Not all suicides are a result of drug-ingestion or addiction. I’ve always wanted to die since I was a child. I even told my mom that “I want to go to Heaven already,” …


My (possible) Suicide Note (?)

August 27th, 2017by TheRoadSoFar

Before proceeding to read this (if someone does), know that I’m not planning to end my life (at least not at this moment or on the foreseeable future, although who knows, life is funny and takes the most unexpected turns). I’m just trying to take this idea off my head. For some reason, I’ve been finding myself thinking on what would I write on my suicide note for the past week or so, so I want to write it off to clarify more my actual thoughts. Here goes.

“It probably won’t be an easy feat to read this, but on the other hand, it will probably …



August 24th, 2017by mynameisnight

there were so many times when suicide seems so tempting
numerous times i was pondering on ending my life,
ending all of my misery
but i’m too scared of the pain.

there were times..
i was thinking,
what would happen if i crash myself across a passing car or truck?
would i die?
would it hurt?

what would happen if i cut my wrist with a razor?
was it gonna hurt?
would i die from the blood loss??

what would happen if i hung myself in a tree using a rope?
will the rope choking me to death?

what would happen if i jump from the rooftop?
would i broke a bone or two?
would my skull be broken too??

what would …


My Note…. Suggestions?

August 24th, 2017by philly1962

Here is my note, purposefully vague or else it would be a novel.

This is not a suicide note. This is simply my documentation that I purposefully and willfully decided to put a permanent end to my physical and emotional pain.

I weighed all my options carefully, choosing the one that would ultimately be beneficial to all involved. I must admit I went so far as to insure that everyone was angry at me to make it that much easier.

My girls are grown independent women that no longer need the likes of a clingy father in their lives. Therefore, without me around,they will be able to enjoy …


Letting go

August 21st, 2017by philly1962

I have always been a failure despite achieving a lot early in life. Sounds odd, but trouble followed me since I was a teen, leading to the bottom I hit, yet again. I have attempted to take my life several times in 20 years. the first time I saw the light and was given a choice to live which I stupidly accepted. The second time I saw the darkness, an empty void of loneliness and despair. Again, out of the darkness came a light that gave me yet another chance. Now here I am 10 years on, and again I realize I do not belong …


Every single minute Every single hour Is too late, devoured Her time had come Her time had gone The lyrics are missing, to my song Every single minute Every single hour Was supposed to be ours Her deed was done Under a hurting fire Not only hers to take, expire She had done much more. […]


You Don’t Know What’s Good For You

August 19th, 2017by Angel of Life

WARNING: It is not enough if you have read these techniques.  You must put actually put the techniques into practice! Everyday we are expected talk softly to suicidal people and treat them as though they are rational and understand how the brain works. They don’t. If you don’t understand that you REALLY don’t know about mental illness and you better read carefully to the end. You are the only one who can fix this and unfortunately you have no training, education or experience to do so, and the disease you have actually tries to stop you from fixing it. I was depressed until the age …


I am a disappointment

August 18th, 2017by haterlivet

One thing i´ve always thought of is that it´s so scary when someone mentally ill and suicidal (me) falls in love. We start feeling whole again. Like we´ve got a purpose, a reason to be here and a reason to start and try.

But one thing that really scares me and hurts me inside to think of  is that; what happens when the person who´s saved me leaves? What happens when the person takes away all the hope and love and beauty and rip out all the stitches they used to put in their partner together again and the broken soul is left worse than they …