January 20th, 2017by SeeSmith
Chances are tomorrow there will be a women’s march in a large city near you. Here are some reasons to go.
when I was 13 years old I was sort of bullied at school, it wasn’t actually bullying but I was really marginalised, I don’t know why that happened, but I got really depressed because I literally had nobody, I didn’t have confidence with my parents either so I was completely alone, because of this I stopped eating (I was already really skinny) I would wake up in the morning, go to school, then come back home and skip lunch, then skip snack, then skip dinner..and so on, because of this I got so skinny that I had anemia, a bunch of diseases..etc and my parents thought I was going to die because I was starving I literally wouldn’t eat anything at all, so I went to many doctors I had to had blood taken out of me regularly etc, meanwhile I was completely alone and so I wouldn’t eat, i was trying to starve myself to death, when I was 15 it got much much worse and I almost died so my parents decided to change me to another school, I started to take pills that make me feel hungry, I started to gain weight and make friends, now that I’m 17 and I’m still in this school I’m talking about, I feel much better but I still feel like I’m not happy, I’m sad here because of what I’ve lived in this city..I still even think of killing myself i just want to leave, I want to go to university in another city to forget what I’ve lived but I’m afraid not to be picked because the university I’m applying for is reaaally picky
It’s a slap on the face. It’s fu*king insulting how some unfortunate ones are screwed over in death, just as they were in life. There are so many places/countries where they don’t give a rat’s ass for somebody’s last will that it’s enraging..!
Hello everyone, my name is Daniel, and I think I’m going to commit suicide very shortly, I want to anyways, not sure if I will though, since things in life change so much, but I hope that moment arrives in a week or two. I don’t know where to start, I’m done trying to figure out why I’m like this, why I have suicidal thoughts, why I cut myself, why I feel so much pain all the time. It sucks, it really sucks to be this way, I don’t believe in destiny, but I cannot avoid feeling like I am trapped, and have absolutely no …
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Warning: it’s a wall of text.
So here I am, 25 years old, just months shy of my master’s degree that I am letting slip through my fingers for no other reason than a lack of motivation. I could have gotten it I think if I put more effort into it. I am not super intelligent but I think I had a fair shot. I got through 9 semesters after all. Sure I struggled but something pulled me through. Yet I don’t feel sad or depressed about it. I do feel scared, but somehow happy at the same time. Not overly enthusiastic, but content. My family …
every person on this planet has problems. issues of their own that they wish werent existent in their lives. some have bigger problems than others, but we shouldnt be allowed to dismiss other peoples problems just because they dont seem “big enough”. big or small, problems are problems, and my question is; why do we have to feel guilty about feeling emotion over issues that seem irrelevant.
we should be allowed to feel however we want to feel. a major problem to someone, might be considered a minor one to another. but we shouldnt be allowed to judge people based on that. emotions are something …
I came across this site actually looking for ways to easily kill myself without having, yet another, hospital visit. Which isn’t something I would normally do, but I had and have been desperate. I have quite a few issues of my own, just as many do on this site, but I have always been one to succeed and overcome because I put it to myself to do just that.
Here’s a little back story; my mother was pregnant with me over suppos-ed rape. She had me and chose to give me up because she supposedly had a sickness that made her very ill at the time. …
It is difficult for people to understand the mind and behavior of those affected by true Bipolar Depression Disorder. Identifying, accepting and treating it in a child, that must be extremely challenging. If life isn’t worth living, it definitely isn’t worth dying for either. With all due respect, if you believe there is no […]
I became an atheist earlier this year and find it frustrating that theists from all religions insist that morality cannot be explained without the existence of a god. Things like sympathy and empathy evolved because we are a social species, we need each other to survive. Whats good for your tribe is good for you sort of thing, in small tribes of early humans surviving as hunter gatherers in a primitive and hostile world, you work together or die. Certain things become hard wired in the brain, good and bad. Notice how I said YOUR tribe, other tribes were a threat when resources are at …
*gets on soap-box*
We were in love and I dropped you like a hot tamale. I didn’t even give you a good reason. I just left. And you don’t even appear to fucking care. Do you still like me? Do you hate me? You roll your eyes when you see me hugging my new friend in the hallway, but you still like my photos on Instagram. You find every excuse to text me but you passive aggressively tweet that you hate me… and then you delete it because you feel bad and text me that you’re sorry and want my forgiveness. Do you want my attention …
I’m a grown man. I have a wife and children in their mid and late teens. I have a career
and I like what I do. I won’t become a millionaire but quite frankly not looking to either.
Without unmanageable debt, in good health, not religious but spiritually at peace with
my own convictions and family values. In general terms, I’m okay.
But I’m not.
I don’t know why. It just happens and it’s been like this for me for a few
years now. I’ll be driving and suddenly a knot clogs my throat and I can’t help bursting
out crying uncontrollably for about a minute or so.
I have tried to understand …
I re-read this comment I made while replying to The Last Snorlax on another post, and suddenly realized how much sense it made. And just like that, Sala Samobójców (aka. Suicide Room, 2011) came to mind, not sure why. Can you help me reason this? I mean the lyrics and theme don’t really match my […]
It’s strange sometimes. How you can go to bed with a thought, a feeling, a sensation of sorts, and then you fall asleep for a few hours, 9 hours, or more… Yet as soon as you open your eyes it instantly is all there. The same thought, feeling, sensation, as if you only blinked while […]
Actually, I’ve been a lurker for the longest time. On and off. Never posted before though. I don’t think I’ve ever been actually the text book definition of suicidal, but I wonder about death (and life) a lot. The last time I had been on here was about 2 years ago. So today when I […]
I was doing Carbon Monoxide in a sealed tent underground… I was just passing out and I crawled out and realized looking at the sunset… I want to live as much as I want to die… In other words, when life gets fucking hard I want to die as much I want to fucking live!! I fucking screamed and broke down. Every muscle in me was aching was saying what’s the point? Every muscle in my fucking body was telling me to stop. Every in me was telling me to stop and give up. And I said I can fucking do it… I know there is …
i wish harry potter was real really exist , i wish fantastic beasts were real really exist , i wish magic was real really exist , i wish magic really exist , i wish wizards were real really exist
because reality is boring , mundane , and limiting limited
because real world is boring , mundane , and limited limiting
because real life is boring , mundane , & limited limiting !
reality is all about MONEY !
real-life is all about Money !
real-world is all about Money !
Life is boring , mundane ,
movies is better than reality real life real world !
novels is better than reality …
I seem like I’m bulletproof, and no amount of lead from their mouths will ever hurt me. But what’s on the outside isn’t what matters to me, my insides take their words, and accepts them, because I am them.
The moon is the closest to Earth than it’s been in 69 years and we’re further away than we’ve ever been. I would have liked to of held your hand and watched the sunset and moon-rise together like we used to. I keep trying to talk to new people, but I feel out of place. I feel like my heart still belongs to you even if you have turned me away already. I know you aren’t thinking of me anymore, but I hope you find happiness. I’m trying.. at least for tonight I can lie with Luna.
Hello, it has been 2 years since the last time I’ve been on here. Things have changed. I often find myself wondering if the same people who were here when i first started are still alive or if their lives have gotten better. I hope so. I hope that they’re enjoying life as much as they can like i am.
I want to be honest, the first time i came across this place i was around 13-14 years old and googling suicide methods. Instead of finding ways to end my life this place helped me find ways to cope and keep on living. I am 18 years …