Do you remember when your breaking point was. When you finally couldn’t take all the darkness that you felt around you. The moment you let yourself down.. The moment when you didn’t give a shit if you died or lived. I remember it and I have the evidence for the rest of my existing life. I only cut myself on the left side of my wrist. Why ruin your other wrist. Just put the pain all in one spot at a time. Just look at your artwork of scars. I remember when the breaking point was. I promised my self I would never harm myself, […]
My Suicide Note
Dirty Paws when I am at peace.
Any Other Name when I am gone.
King and Lionheart when I love.
Cannot Pretend when I am not loved.
Born to Die from beginning to end.
Stolen Dance when I am remembered.
Eyes On Fire when I destroyed.
Apologize when I regretted destroying.
Like Real People Do when it almost seemed real.
Broadripple Is Burning at my final hour.
Sex and Candy when it was just fun and games.
Reptilia at my best.
Blackout Days when you’re absent.
This will be my last note to everyone. I lay awake waiting for something to happen, waiting for someone to text me, waiting for forgiveness, waiting…. That’s all I’ve done with my life. I’ve been waiting to end all of this. Everyday I wake up, I go to school because it’s easier not to think there. I’m sitting at a table where no one wants me there. I’ve gave up with wanting to fit into a group. When I’m not there no one thinks about me. No one loves me enough to call them theirs. Theirs no place for me here. I started thinking about […]
Seems that by saying I feel like killing myself and mentioning it was my birthday in the same sentence meant I deserved some abuse. I don’t care how old I am. I put my age as I was sick of feeling like this for years. Not because I want to die because I’m a certain age.
I fucking hate life and being here.
Good fucking bye
Hi
This is my first time writing on here and I am kind of scared to talk. I’m quite shy.
But hey, I might aswell tell you what I am hoing through.
People hate me. Short and sweet I know but it is true. People just hate who I am.
I cut. Just like everyone expects me to do. I mean, people expect me to want to end my life, and I do, but the point is I can leave wheni I want to leave. Its not like anyone would care anyway.
My story? Well it all started when my sister died. I was only […]
I’ve always been an incredible writer. I was praised for my writing talents as a young child and still to this day. I am only 21, but I feel like I’ve lived forever. For some reason, writing (or typing) this is extremely hard right now. Maybe it’s because I’ve written a few suicide notes before and all it did was cause me to hurt others I care about rather than explain how I feel. I tend to think it’s a lack of understanding on their part, but my heart tells me it simply is me.
I guess this letter is to someone who I really, […]
Two weeks ago I left the psych ward after three months of trying to recover from depression and anxiety. Before I left, the shrinks there questioned me about how my three month stay had helped me. I lied, told them it changed something, told them it had made a difference, told them that “it taught myself a lot about me”. In truth, nothing has changed, but I didn’t have the balls to tell them about it. I felt like I had just wasted a quarter year of my life twiddling thumbs. I still feel anxious. I still feel depressed. I still feel like I could […]
About 5 years ago I attempted suicide, to this day I now suffer from PTSD resulting in never ending anxiety… it never stops or leaves me alone. That being said, suffering from body image and depression has always been a struggle for me, recently this summer I started cutting myself and now it seems to be the only thing that keeps me sane these days. Weird. I know. But it’s something about the pain that reminds me i’m alive and still here, it’s like a horrible reassurance that I need to remind myself everyone now and then.
My Ex Best Friend and Mate are Dating and When I asked Him out He Answer was: “He Wasn’t Ready To Date” But it’s ok to Date My Ex Best Friend and Not Me Arghhhhhh Grrrrrrr That Makes Me sooooo Mad
No point in living im am just giving up but I cant do it cause I can’t live with out her but I don’t even know if she still likes me we took a break and we still haven’t talk since its been about 3 weeks. When I first met her I was thinking about killing my self but we become good friends and then we dated she saved my life she never knew I was feeling like that cause I was scared to tell her. I don’t know what to do and my old feelings are coming back about ending it all. ;(
Yeah. Silly silly me. Why give away your trust so easily every single time? You trust people so easily. Is this what you want? Every single time, to be hurt by people. Is this the life you want, the life you’re willing to live. Steel your heart and conceal. You are not worth their time. Lies. Lies. Lies.
Shut up you incompetent fool. You are a worthless piece of shit. No one will give a duck about you. Stop trying to mix with humans. You do not belong here. Leave. Be like a ghost. Yeah.
Yeah. Yep. That would be the last straw. Disappear from this reality. […]
Everyone has their own overwhelming burdens ….. non are less than anyone elses….. mine have just become too great. i have lost my children. I had all that i could ever of hoped for…. i was adored by a beautiful perfect lady and i screwed it up. No…. not like that…. i just screwed it all up. I am not a bad man… i just have had so much pain over the years i didnt know how to just enjoy life when it became perfect.
I am now completely alone…. just wanted to say goodbye to somebody.
thank you.
my best friend, my second half, for years we wanted to kill ourselves together, a suicide pact. And a couple days after my birthday two years ago he hung himself. And I can’t deal with the guilt I don’t want to wait anymore to die my time is soon. I have no right to live. I just want to be with my second soul in heaven anywhere but here. I’d rather see blackness for eternity alone then to be here one more day not being with him
i suffered from social anxiety and major depression since i was a about 14 years old i was too afraid of people so i drop out of school and all i used to do is stay at home all day playing video games i was to afraid to go out my house i felt like people were always watching me, talking about me and making fun of me. also with my depression i was always in pain, so i had no friends, no girlfriends after so many years of pain i tried drugs, i started smoking weed for about 6 months but it only made […]
I took 4.5mg of synthroid a little over 2 hours ago, I sure hope this works but all I have noticed thus far is a headache. I sure hope it starts to do something soon because I don’t want anyone to witness my death. Really wanted it to be over already…
No one seems to truly care. It all seems like they superficially care and love me, but no one wants to sacrifice their time to help me in this crazy fast and lost world. You talk about depression and every body is like “Just be happy” or wants to give you tough love, as if that would help! I need somebody to walk it out with me, in person!
And then the subject of suicide is brought up and almost everybody says those people are cowards.
Look for help and all they wanna do is give you medication. I dont want medication, I want true love, help […]
Since I was born I’ve been a good soul, I know this inside. I’m far from perfect who isn’t? But what’s my point, None I barely can hold on much longer. Wishing for true help. Save me, in need of loving comfort. I want to feel actual love.
To start off, I was officially adopted in court at age 8. I am half anglo half hispanic but take more to my mothers side white appearance. I don’t know why I was really given up. I’m told i’m a crack baby and that my Mexican dad died from alchohol use. My biological mom had me […]
“If only there was a way I would not see another day. A year has gone without these thoughts in my mind, but now that peace is all behind. Another sleepless night beneath an indifferent sky convinces me that I should die.”
What a pathetic excuse is this gallows poetry. It’s typical of me. A useless narcissistic ploy to call attention to myself by some second grade rhymes.
The truly exceptional people in this world don’t need to call attention to themselves. It’s only an arrogant fool who needs to compensate for his inferiority by saying, “Look at me! Look at me! See how clever I […]
I have had depression as long as I can remember, I am 36 years old and was recently diagnosed with treatments resistant depression. I have always told my husband that it didn’t matter what medication I was on, my depression always comes back. That diagnosis was why and the last thing I needed to hear. I am now even more hopeless that, yet again, new meds seemed to be working but have now stopped.
I am a nurse and I know there are many treatments/meds etc to try but I have tried so much, I see a psychiatrist monthly and a therapist weekly as well as […]