For those who have survived suicide.
The thought occur when I was in third grade.
How many attempts I’ve made?
Lets just say I started when I was in Fourth Grade.
Every attempt, I had to suffer a big amount of pain. Surviving every false action.
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Suicidal Survivors
Some say that the proliferation of social networks is killing people’s interpersonal relationships. I think it is taking them to another dimension. I’ve never met any of you in person but I find myself worried abo many of you when I’m offline. Hoping you are ok, hoping uyou are getting better, and for those who are decided hoping their end is painless and peaceful.
So many people here could be saved by the people in their lives just listening and being there. For someone to just hug them, support them, and justactually care. I wish I could have an island and just bring all of you […]
Everyone feels sorry for the people that are physically hurt. People with broken bones get their casts signed. People with cancer get support from all corners of the earth. But what do people think of mental illnesses? They think that it’s a choice. That we can just snap out of it. And if we can’t, we should either go to a crazy house or die. We get no support except from our close ones and fellow sufferers. When someone nearly dies in a car crash, they awake to notes of love and compassion sitting next to their hospital bed. You know what I woke up […]
Now I think a little bit different about my life. My life is lonely. I should never trust someone, so I can’t get hurt. Even if someone wants to meet me, I shouldn’t trust them. Never trust someone a single word about feelings or opinions. I must become cold so I can’t get hurt again.
People aren’t continuous. They come and go like they want. Speak to you when they want, obviously nearly no one here at university wants to speak to me, but I am also not interested in talking to people who can’t understand me the slightest. Maybe they will come into my live when […]
Recently I left the hospital for a suicide attepmt because a while ago I fell in love with a wonderful girl, but then found out because of me her parents were hurting her so I figured; if I died her pain and suffering would disapear, but when I woke up in the hospital she was there by herself crying i thought it was me who caused her to be beat but she was in my hospital bed next to me I later found out she only allowed her parents to do that because she didnt want me to leave her alone in this world but when I […]
I am sixteen years old and I have been chronically depressed for atleast three years. I am emotional disconnected from everything and feel empty all the time. I have tried committing suicide three times, each time more successful than the last (my attempts failed because I didnt know what I was really doing rather than me not wanting to die). I became a cutter last year to deal with my emotional pain. I have not been accepted by other people ever since I was little, IÂ dont have many friends, and I can not trust people.
I was locked up when people found out about my cutting […]
life
Is it really worth it?
To have no hope for tomorrow
To believe in nothing
To have lost faith in god and man alike
To wish, nay beg for death just to end the suffering
That you never asked for to begin with
They say be grateful you’re alive
It’s a miracle they proclaim
That you lived through being electrocuted
And stabbed
And hung
And cut
And poisoned
And starved.
You should be thankful you’re alive!
They don’t realize that
volts cook muscle
Stabs leave scars
Rope leaves burns
Cuts leave marks
Poison leaves damage
And starvation kills the stomach
They don’t get that living through […]
So here I am after a sucidal attempt; as one can see a failed one. Instead of dying, I ended up in hospital on a ward for 24 hours, i saw my mothers tears and I never wish anyone to be in that possition . 5 Days later I question myself wether what i did was right? or wether i wish the outcome would have been a different one. On one hand we try ending our lifes because we simply cannot cope with what goes on around us or because we cannot cope with ourself’s, we try commiting it with many ways not realising what […]
My name is Paulie, my last name never revealed. I was a tunkhannock kid. Born with ASD, rejected by my father because he never believed I had it. I was verbally and physically abused as a small child because I was different. My mother took care of me the most, I was afraid of my father, everytime I looked in his eyes, I could see hatred in them. After my parents went through a messy divorce, I went to visit my father again, but as always I was afraid of him. He was short tempered, barely saw him because he was fighting in the war. […]
My name is Dalton. I used to feel like I was dying a little more each and every day. I don’t feel like that anymore, because I’m pretty sure I am already dead. On September 21, 2011, I got tired of trying to be happy and worrying about it all the time. I left work early without saying anything to anyone. I got about a mile from where I worked at the time when I saw an 18 wheeler coming towards me in the other lane. I knew that that was it. I took my seat belt off and jerked the wheel towards the oncoming […]
Its been a while I guess. Yesterday was going to be the day. I had it all planned, i was going to die. It wasnt until my friend from a different country, who I have not yet met, asked me if I was ok. She told me some things she once went through.. She told me how much I meant to her and others. That it wouldnt be the same without Zoe.. It was emotional, made me seriously think. Do I actually want to die? Sometimes yes. But there are those precious moments in life that give me the will to go on. I dont […]
It was June 13th, 2011. The first monday of summer vacation. My parents had both left for work, and I was babysitting my 10-year-old brother Gibson. It wasn’t much of a task, all he did was ignore me and play games on the computor. He didn’t notice. He didn’t notice his big sister take the jug of apple juice to her room, take out her stash of 40 Midol, and take every last one.
I tried to take a nap, hoping I’d never wake up, just sleep through the dying process. But god, it was impossible to sleep. I walked around for a few hours, writing […]
Its funny isnt it when you find it hard to trust and love people, and the moment you do people bring you up just to let you fall straight onto the ground leaving you broken and like you are  so emotionally drained you arent able to take another breath . After problems with love and feelingun accepted, i found a guy fell in love with him made him my world, unfortunetly love isnt a fairytale and this one will only have a tragic ending, like in romeo and juliet i guess we were star crossed lovers, destined to die… well at least I am, the […]
Im not sure why I am really posting this, but praphs this will help me in some sort of way. I am a lost individual who i guess cannot cope with life. I have been this way since 15, since i can remember i always felt like i dont belong in this society, almost as though it ruins me -Â than i realised i ruin myself. So… people who dont know me, which means everyone in this world maybe apart from my father and mother would think i have ‘everything’, i mean after all im’pretty’, have a part – time job, currently doing a law dagree […]
When i was in rehab and after a few days i finally had a clear head again, when i did i started having a recurring dream.
To this day im not sure if it is a dream or a nightmare.
I wrote this in my journal after the third night.
Dream or Nightmare
I have had the same dream for the last three nights. In the dream i woke up in our bed and she was not lying beside me. I bend over and turn on the lamp. I can hear crying off in the next room. I get up walk slowly down the corridor. When i reach the room […]
I started this project, Tattoo Therapy, a few weeks ago (need to get funding by the 28th. It’s the story of my 2008 OD and my “coming out” of being bipolar.
Last night, I found that a former high school friend killed himself recently. I can’t tell you how saddened I am, yet this affirmed how important my project it- we can’t lose another soul, we just can’t.
Please watch my short video, comment, pledge, give ideas…Â my heart is broken but I know that what I’m doing will help others.
Blessings,
-irene
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1579326023/on-being-bipolar-tattoo-therapy
Let’s try again. I’ll keep it simple.
(I was 15 years and one month and two days old.)
One year and three months ago, I slipped into my mother’s medicine cabinet.
I was completely alone (for a change.)
The Cranberries’ song “Dreams” played and The Exorcist was on.
(Never did finish that film.)
I slipped one white pill onto my tongue. Bitter, I let it lie stagnant for a second before pushing it down my throat.
(The remaining nineteen Vicodin followed their lost sibling: in pairs and chains of three or four, clasping together their dusty white hands.)
I expect I drank water at some point thereafter.
(I felt pleasant. Warm, fuzzy, nice. Obviously […]
I don’t remember anything before the age of four but I definitely remember that age. It was the first time I tasted cum… Isn’t that just awesome… Then for the next 5-6 years I was used as a punching bag, a slave, a sex toy, the epitome of a step child. My mom knew and would stay after he swore to not do it again. I could see the evil in his eye when he would tell me how sorry he was. I knew what was coming as my mom smiled because he swore he would never do it again. He was going to punch […]
Interesting video. Thanks for being honest and clear in this one. I understand what your saying when you say you have lost your power.
I think you believe power tis what ever you held dear, It was the reason you went to work, the reason you brush your teeth, the reason you lived for.
Now what every that power was has been either taken away or you lost it some how. Either way you believe it is gone. And the only person who can tell you what to believe is power is you. We all hold different things in our hearts. It because of that i dont […]
Im born
I play
I learn
I cry
Im grown up
I love
I dream
I hate
Im old
I regret
I remanis
I die
I am Human