Im a bisexual girl n i have a struggle with fitting in with society cause i dress in boy clothes n stuff. Just another struggle i have to face. People look at me n judge they don’t understand. They look at my cuts n judge me. They look at my skin. Im native and i get marginalized for all these things. I get pushed aside. I battle addiction cause i feel that getting fucked up is better than dealing with this fucked up world… You know what i like this site because everyone on here is open minded i like that.  U guys are all […]

If I kill myself because I was genitally mutilated legally, do you think society will sit up and take notice?

Of course not, because I’m not a woman.

One: suicide because they dint got what they want

Two: suicide because they are deep thinkers

I ve seen all sp users are first category- They keep ranting about their problems

If you suicidal because of your problems you  are a “super fool” in this world.

welp, i’ve finally grown the balls to end my life, end this pain. honestly, i don’t know why i’m writing this. i guess i don’t necessarily want to die, i just don’t want to live. actually, let me clarify, i don’t want to live my current life; i would trade my life with ANYONE else on this planet. i have nothing, i am nothing. no one loves me, and whenever i try to love someone i end up smothering the person to the point where he/she hates me.

anyways, i think i’m just going to do it. i think i’m just going to get drunk/coked out/messed […]

I really don’t wanna die, but i don’t wanna live either..

I feel like a defective model, like i came off the assembly line flat-out fucked and my parents should have taken me back for repairs before the warranty ran out.

All i ever wanted was love, or to be loved by everyone i came in contact with…..But you see….It’s harder for me….Because…Well….I’m ME…. I’m broken…. And no one wants a broken toy….I know i’m different from everyone else…But that doesn’t mean i have to be treated as such…I just want someone who will love me…for Me and not judge me for my wrongs…I’ve had many friends….But We’ve either drifted away, had a fight, or been back stabbed…I just want someone who won’t walk out when i show signs of mental pain and leave me like road kill…. Just a few days ago i attempted Suicide….but apparently the driver […]

Texting and driving. They’re not a good combo. Seeing as I was in broad daylight, wearing a visible light blue shirt, and using a crosswalk, there’s no reason for me to get run over by some idiot who thinks that she’s too awesome to put down the phone for a bit. Well, two surgeries and some awesome pain meds later, I’m here. I got lucky, only crush damage on my organs, apparently hit my spleen pretty good, but they fixed that. I know I want to die and all, but not by getting run over

hi everybody my name is guy. A few hours ago I lost the only thing that really made me happy. I dont know if I should cry or end it right know. I know you guys think she is just another female but she’s not. One guy on sp once told me there’s millions of beautiful females out there but I only want her. That smile, the sound she makes at the beginning of her laugh, her logic. I want her to be the one I have a family with. I cant believe I won’t be able to kiss her again or even hug her. […]

Suicide seemed like such a good idea.

Rationalized it with images of my family skipping happily into the future and my partner moving on.

Wrong, my family  and my partner are tense and angry. They want to help but they are so mad at me and don’t know how to.

Can’t explain what prompted to attempt it. I have no idea whether I wanted to die or just stop the fears, the doubts and the self loathing.

And now after 2 days, I’m still in hospital waiting for my kidney function to return to normal  and the drugs to pass

I still feel untethered to this world. No one […]

Im 17 years old, male, in a small town. My parents have been fighting non stop for what feels like since I was a little kid. i dont know what to do. im lost in what direction i should go, i need to get out of here, my home feels like a prison in which the guards are all holding guns to my head and im begging them to pull the trigger, i cant stay with friends, and my closest family lives one city over 300 miles away. i want it to end and death means i dont need to feel anything ever again…ever.

Any

thoughts

on zoloft?

I’m not really feeling like smiling right now, honestly.  But I’ve heard that writing positive poetry makes you feel positive.  So I’ll give it a whirl.

Here’s my smile to brighten your day
And light the dark routes along the way

Through the winding road that’s life
Filled with anger, resentment, and strife

Hard is the brick beneath our feet
Harsh are the people upon this street

Who smile with poisoned lips and grin
A friend outside, a foe within

But not all who walk this winding way
Wish to harm or lead astray

By your side I walk as well
A fellow traveler through this hell

Lifting my smile as a tiny light

It’s just m note that I was going to leave near… Just don’t expect much from it.

Why am I on this earth, if all I do is the same thing. Day after day all I do is repeat the last day, the only difference is that each day I get in a little more shit.

I feel like no one listens to me, and everyone is just there to bug me and stop me from being happy.

When I was doing various drugs, I was happy, and I could do my schoolwork without dying a little inside.

I should have been a girl, and not autistic.
Autism is […]

I am seriously considering suicide if i dont graduate with my class this year because it will completely screw up what’s left in my life. I have already written letters and sealed them for the people i want to leave a message for. They are currently in my book bag where im hoping they will find them when/if it happens. So i guess this isn’t exactly my suicide note but it’s close i guess.

I have been in such a deep depression for the past two years that i have relapsed on cutting and it got to the point where every other day i was thinking of different ways to kill myself. Finally one night it got so bad that i knew i would do something drastic if i didnt get help so i texted my friend that i live with. She was in the kitchen partying with her friends and i tried for an hour and a half to get her to come help because i couldn’t get the courage up to go out there. She wasn’t answering […]

Somehow I always end up back here. When I tell people it makes things worse or things stay the same. Yet I’m here. Yet I’m here.

My mom hid her gun. I’m not very happy about that.

I need help. But I don’t know what to do. Am I waiting for someone to help me? Or is this my pathetic attempt at wanting to help myself? I don’t know. I don’t know.

I’ve been trying to get myself out of the suicide trend for a few years.  I’m a diagnosed bi-polar, I’ve lived most of my life in poverty, in “a rich country” of Canada.  I’ve done many therapies and tried many drugs, but it’s all quackery.  what’s Quackery you say?  it’s treating the symptoms not the causes.  the causes are attachments to others, lack of stable/gainful income, stable food/roof, and women, god women.  just god awful bitches every where I look.

I had an idea in my head that maybe if I could suffer my entire life and be in such darkness the opposite could be true.  […]

Would you rather have a second chance in life like reincarnation after death or is the idea of there being nothing else after death more preferable? I personally am living a life of regrets so getting an opportunity to start again in another life is a comforting thought in some ways, like a clean slate. On the other hand however, there’s no way of knowing what circumstances you’ll be born into, it might be worse than the first life.

The feelings Mason! What do they mean?!