Seven lions has some good stuff. Sometimes I try to listen to upbeat music to get that .0000003 seconds of euphoria before the demons of depression hiss in great anguish before killing it.

Most indoor cats are the luckiest beings on earth. Well besides, models, billionaires, (insert: anyone you think is very lucky).

As a cat I would get all the affection and love I’ll ever want. I would not be rejected cause I am hairy and shed everywhere. Food would always be there when I want. I may even reject it and quickly it will be changed for a different meal. I may even gain weight. But as a cat I would still get carried, hugged, and never criticized for my huge belly. I would always have a roof over me to keep me dry, warm, and out […]

A week and a day ago, I has handed instructions to “walk toward the light.” I fell out of bed. I went into respiratory failure. I was eventually transported to the hospital and briefly pronounced dead. Except for the physical pain of getting myself back into bed repeatedly, the shallow panic breathing I could not control and discovering I had shat myself and lay in it most of the night I remember nothing and felt very little.

I am quite sad now that I am here today to  speak of it. I am now in far more pain than ever and much weaker than before yet […]

I lay in bed feeling lonely…my days go by feeling lonely…I’m surrounded my people that ‘care’ for me and ‘love’ me- yet I still feel lonely…I’ve just realised how fast years go by when you feel empty.

I have so much to give and I try so hard yet no one shows as much back! As hard as I try it’s never good enough, never a nice word of encouragement but words of hurt and degradation are out on me. I try and try…but nothing- it’s all loneliness, emptiness and worthless!

That time will come when I’ve had enough and I end all the pain and suffering! […]

¿What’s the point of having me at your feet?  If my today, my tomorrow lost the battle of your yesterday.

Well ive been here almost a month. I found this sight to realy help me.

But yea here is my full introduction.

Hi my name is julien nicholas vetter. Im a 15 year old boy I live in south africa. Johannesburg,  guateng. im a musician and play almost all instruments.

I cut myself very often. I am a honors in math, science, home economic,  and creative writing (poetry).

And ive found no reason any more to continue.

Ive attempted suicid many times. And I ran away from home many more times.

Im sick of life. I often think life made as a si k joke when it got bored. And said […]

i told you i couldn’t hang out, not that i didn’t want to. You wanted to party, i wanted to die. You thought i was happy and so did i. but little did we know happy wasn’t for me. i wanted to cry. i wanted to die. there was always something in me asking me why. i didn’t know what to say but then i realized that it was everything about me. My hair, my eyes, my legs, arms, my stomach, my chest, back, feet, my hands. It was the way i talked, the way i walked. i never thought i was good enough. i […]

Simply put, I think it’s all crap. Not the things, good and bad, that have happened in my life thus far. Heavens no, that won’t do at all. What’s crap is that people sincerely believe that I should be “happy” that I’m alive. I was given a life (that I never asked for, by the way), and I now it’s apparently mandatory for me to be thankful for that fact. I’m not here to blame my parents for being arrogant pricks and assuming that the child they created would be happy with this “gift of life” that he never asked to receive. Blaming others for […]

I quit. I can’t save people, I can’t talk to people, I can’t love people right, I can’t do it. I’m done.

Fuck everything. Fuck the images replaying in my head. Fuck my fucked up choices.

And no matter how much love and care you give to people they’re going to chew you up and shit you out. They never take you serious enough. There’s a quote I read….”A lot of you cared, just not enough.”

I’m going to start cutting everyone off now. It saves me the pain later. And this God I’m supposed to believe in knows I’m tired of it.  Done being strong for everyone […]

Thats is, im going to kill myself. And my mother is to blame, she has made my life so miserable that i cant even take it anymore. They always think im lying an im not, they make me not even want to talk to them , then when i dont talk to them, i get in trouble, so im never going to have even a day that im not in trouble. Im going to just explode. My soul is chipping away from the world and my life is worth nothing more than dirt. My heart cant take this emotional roller coaster, im going […]

I turned 50 today. My daughter turned 13 today. We ate at the Rainforest Cafe. The waitstaff brought out two cupcakes, each with a lit candle. I was told to make a wish, but none came to mind except, “I wish I would die.”

Now at 23, this summer will mark a full decade of long standing depression, at least from the clinical diagnosis. I can’t remember my emotions any younger than that, since my upbringing was filled with abuse and solitude. I find myself wondering, is this it? Year after year I find myself surprised at how time passes and the fact that I’ve managed to unhappily  live through another year. And it scares me. Will I just be floating on through life like this until I’m forty, fifty, sixty?

Though I’ve only been in treatment (meds, psychologists, hospitals)  for five years, I don’t know what more I can […]

So alone. Everything is gone, I don’t think there’s love for me besides my parents. I am a failure.

Don’t wanna live cause I’m dead inside. Don’t wanna live cause I have a harsh life. Nothing but pain filled with panick attacks, nothing but falling into old traps. I am sick and tired of your little game. The game where you decide to show me pain. The place where I feel alone and I don’t even exist. The place where you…forget about it, never mind, don’t care for me, you got  too many other things on your mind. But your game is over cause I escaped, I suffered 18 years from this terrible pain, but now starts a new age cause I escaped and […]

Hi,

I used the bitcoin option on the peaceful pill handbook website to order a 24-month subscription to the book. It was my first bitcoin payment ever. I see that the bitcoins have left my wallet, and the site notified me that the payment was successful. However I got no instructions on what to do next in order to read the book. All I was given was some kind of code which I have no idea how to use. I’ve emailed the site’s contact address, but didn’t receive a reply so far. Could you please help me? I’m not sure if I didn’t get scammed or […]

A year ago I wanted to kill myself and I told myself I had to give it a year to see if that feeling remained. The time is up and it’s still what I want, I have a plan in place to make sure my cat is taken care of and that police/paramedics are who find the body. It’s a really good plan. But it is so frustrating to not be able to find any kind of solid information or resources on how to do get it done correctly. The things I found via Google seem so out of reach because they involve things I […]

“And the rage destroy our peace,

We wish and wish the same shit for decades,

Until death arrives and collapse our world,

And take our lifes,

The emptiness, the memories,

Burning shadows of silence,

Voices inside my hell that scream and still believe,

But, it’s too late.

The rage still after life…”

Ok so I’m 27, I live in the UK, so there’s no guns (would be my preferred way) anyways my life is so bad, I have an extreme foot fetish where it replaces all normal sexual preferences, I only find the feet sexy, girls legs, butts, etc mildly attractive but not proper arousal.

This is causing me huge stress as I can’t have normal sex with a girl without feet, it’s caused two girls to leave me, & now there’s one girl I’m in love with who loves me back & definitely wants to get shagged but I know she hates feet & would be extremely […]

Today I realised why I always assume people hate me and why I try and make them hate me.
I realised that I’d rather people feel something towards me, be that hatred or otherwise, than be indifferent towards me.
I think hatred is one of the easiest emotions to express too, and so that’s why I chose it.
I’d find it a lot easier to tell someone that I hate them than I love them, for example.
But I always used to fall out with people over stupid things and I think that was my attempt at making them hate me because I had started […]