Nothing is forbidden anymore.
Nothing is worth doing anymore.
I am haunted by ghosts of my past
past failures and mistakes
Failures and mistakes that makes my future dark
I am scared to live
I am scared to enjoy what is good
I am scared that it will end like my past
how do I brake these chains that’s holding me back
how do I brake free from these ghosts that’s haunting me
how do I live again???????
It’s funny how one can want to die so badly, but want to live at the same time. I’ve been having a really hard time keeping my head out of the water. More so in the past few days than I have in the last month and a half. Usually, I manage to keep myself safe and not commit any rash decisions. I know my desire to die is impulsive. I know there’s no going back. I know it’s just an invasive thought that I’ll somehow manage to relegate to the back of my head eventually.
When it gets too intense I know what I need […]
I’ve read all the posts here and i can’t help but feel horrible. I feel stupid that i’m feeling this way when my life is actually okay.
i want the feeling to go away so bad because i’m not worthy of feeling depressed
I really don’t understand myself. One moment I’m full of joy, the next I feel like I want to die. I am so tired of feeling this way and I can’t tell anyone about this because they will always say I’m being overly dramatic. I wish there was a way to fix myself. Why am I even posting here? Why do I always have to feel sad?
I really wish that I didn’t have mental health it trulry sucks! You don’t know how ur going to feel from one day to the next especially with bpd. Why can’t I just be free from all this pain.
its not about waiting for ðthe sorm to pass its about learning  tood dance in the rain 🙂
All I know is that this pain is too much.
I look into my own eyes and see nothing,
I know this will hurt many people..but it’s never gotten any better.
I’m tired of waiting and hoping.
I don’t want to hurt those I leave behind, but should I allow myself to keep suffering?
All men are mortal
Some men die old from age
Some men die of their own choosing to escape the hardship of life
Some men are murdered
and some men die courageously for their own principles
I hope to be one of these to die as I live; courageously
I’ve been here before and here I am again. It’s been 3 years I’ve started voicing my desire to die. Three years of pure hell. Everyone says it’s going to get better and I so wish it would. But it’s not. It just gets worse and worse and I’m more alone than ever.
I can’t even kill myself properly. I’ve overdosed on pills about 15 times. I can’t go through with cutting my carotid or partial suspension. I’m a fucking failure even in my desire to die. I’ve been kept as an in patient in a psychiatric institution twice. I’ve seen countless psychologists, psychiatrists and doctors.
They […]
Some don’t notice, some will ask, so I tell them its my past.
I cut I lie, at night I cry, sometimes I just want to die.
You say I’m suicidal, emo, a “freak†but society has just made me weak.
they don’t understand why we cut and cry they think we attention seek
but its really there fault they just don’t know that we’re hanging off a peak.
a cut a lie a cry at night, sometimes we just want to die, we try we try
oh yes we try to hide whats under our sleeves..
none will notice none will care they have […]
I honestly feel like giving up, I dont know what to do with my life anymore. Yes I know I’m 12 years old I should just be happy. I’ve been suffering depression since I was 9. I started self harming when I was nine. It started of really small. It soon got worse and worse. Scars cover my body. Â I cant go a day without thinking of suicide. I’m bullied everyday my parents currently split up my 3 baby sister died. I’m cyberbullied, I used to be abused. I soon learnt to keep to myself I told ONE person about my past abuse everyone soon […]
i havent posted in about three years and its absolutely crazy how much has changed. i was a deeply depressed little girl but now im a mildy depressed teenager! great. Â Its weird how i can be the happiest ball of fucking light and next wanting to jump in front of a 16 wheeler. I have no friends that i have actual connections with. but hey not complaining cause i love being with myself. and another odd thing about myself which i still cant figure out is the fact that im vain as hell but loathe myself at the same damn time? I think im the […]
All I want is to find someone. Someone who really understands me, not someone who says they understand but really don’t give a shit. I want to find someone that I can tell everything to, someone that’s been through the Same things as me. But I know for dam sure that won’t happen anytime.
I cut myself twice today and the addiction starts.
hello everyone.
i have decided that my time has come.
soon i will be ending my life.
maybe this coming up week, or this coming up month. i’m not sure. but it will be soon.
i was thinking about my last words to my family. the last song i will listen to. the last food i eat.
i was thinking about my suicide letter and the way i am going to kill myself.
i am 99% sure i am going to do this soon.
i can’t stand life. i can’t be here anymore. there’s no possible way i will make it.
i’m worthless.
I was friends with a girl that was suicidal, but said she loved me. The cause for suicidal thoughts were… the fact that I am also a girl and people in small towns don’t accept lesbians very well, especially her own family. And although I accepted her and cared a lot for her, I am straight.  She was teetering back and forth between wanting life and wanting death, and she cut herself because of the pain. I asked her a question that I thought could fix the problem at the time because I had so many answers, I asked her; Do you have any goals in […]
i’m drunk as shit right  now, otherwise i wouldn’t be posting this. i want to end it all so bad but i can not because i don’t want to hurt my family and friends. first post to this site, feel free to comment whatever you like. i really want some help but don’t actually believe any of it exists  for me. sorry for the incoherent babble. if i was brave enough to post sober i would have.
I’ve always been what kids at school call a “loner”. (And I never had a problem with it until people started acting like it was something to be ashamed of. I actually enjoyed my solitude before that because that was just me…..anyways this isn’t a post to talk about why I hate being a “loner”(still hate the way people say it lol), I’m just trying to understand something. I’m 17 years old and I’m currently in my junior year of high school. So here’s the thing; I’ve spent all my years of school being this lonely guy who didn’t really interact much with all the […]
I hurt. It’s not the sharp pains of catching myself with a razor nor the slow build of a burn. It’s not the fiery swell of choking down rum nor the tenderness of bruises re-darkened diligently. It’s more like a dull ache, a throbbing in my chest that seems to squeeze my heart until it’s up in my throat and I can barely breathe. My wrists start itching and my feet begin to heat up, both begging to be used to gain some sort of release.
When the throbbing’s not there, I feel numb. I’m lacking in motivation. Things I used to love make me feel […]
Lately I’ve been getting a lot closer to suicide than I have been in a while. I’m between the three methods that I have access to: hanging, slitting my wrists, and ODing. The thing is, I don’t know if any of these methods have a very high chance of succeeding. But they are the only methods available to me. I don’t know what to do.