some members don’t like my posts here as i can understand,well if you don’t like my posts growup and fuck off.i am serious just fuck off.their is something called ignorance.so ignore it and fuck off.i just meet the 4th guy who try’s to bully me here.here you got you something fuckoff.jsreynolds,glovanni,i don’t know you but if you don’t like my posts.just fuckoff.but trying to bully me here is like pushing a wall.you maybe dumb and try it but it won’t stay longer.let’s respect each other.otherwise fuck the fuck and get fuckoff.standrr’s ***** well you give some awful comment for me.but it is ok cause you […]
So, I found this site after typing into my search engine “The only reason I haven’t killed myself is because of my dogs”. This statement has been true for me for almost 10 years now. I have been a collector of pets since I have been out on my own, and a hard look at myself made me realize that the reason for this is to give myself an excuse not to end it. After all, my dogs would starve to death if I offed myself, as I live alone and have no one here. That realization is a scary one for me, and not […]
Sittin here cryin cause I hurt so bad and I’ve had no sleep. I can’t get help from the Drs bc they don’t want to up my meds bc they say ill get hooked…fuck that, I jus want to feel better…its unbearable…I can’t live like this with a Tens machine strapped to my back 24/7…I shouldn’t hav to either…idk what to do.
I know I’ve probably posted this so many times by now and I’m going crazy about my education. I desperately want to drop out and finally do what I want to do (online education) but there’s only one thing holding me back and making me feel like shit…my parents. Should I just not give a shit what they think and do what I want because at the end of the day, it’s my life and they can’t force me to do anything? I’m so bloody confused and going crazy about all this, I guess because it’s my first time leaving school for good…
Maybe suicide, and by extension, any death, isn’t as big a deal as we, the living, tend to make it out to be?
Maybe ‘they’ are right: maybe we really do simply need to “just get over it.”
After all, being debilitated by sadness and “wallowing in self pity,” pining away in poignant poetry, languishing in labyrinthine lament… doesn’t really make anything any better… does it? It doesn’t help you live your life, or reduce the suffering of your sorrows. It doesn’t funnel your energy into a concentrated beam of razor sharp precision, to become useful in cutting out all the parts you don’t like, and severing […]
I’m starting to think again that maybe I should kill myself.
I’m feeling that my illusions and barriers are breaking down.
It’s becoming more apparent that this isn’t real.
Nothing is real, it’s all just a movie playing inside my head.
I’m feeling increasingly numb to the idea of swallowing a cup of pills.
It dosn’t scare me.
I think it would be a great way to die.
Waves of delusion washing through my body and a simple conclusion.
It’s not real, none of this is real.
Escape the game, leave it all behind.
It’s coming back, the feelings and the thoughts.
The getting worse.
Hi I feel so ill I keep on thinking of ways to kill myself, I struggle to trust people including my family so I never talk to them about my feelings, in fact the only person I trust is my dog Poppy, she helped me through the hardest time of my life and if it wasn’t for her then I would have probably gone through with committing suicide a very long time ago, but I was about 12 years old when my older brother was tormenting me and we were arguing, just like any other brother and sister, my brother ended up punching me in […]
What do you do when you screw up killing yourself (again).Is it just tk be seen as another failure or in failure is it a success?
There used to be so many great methods posted here that
ade it look so easy but you screwed up yet again. So what is it to .e is failure to succeed a success or not? Time to vote sports fans.
Not the musical, never seen it.
I love when my kitty lays next to me when we’re going to sleep and she’s all twitchy because she’s dreaming. I think the idea that animals dream is so cute and funny. Are they thinking about the crunchies they’ll eat tomorrow or the shits they will shat? Or maybe they’re dreaming about the other 16 hrs they’ll be sleeping. Or dreaming of their bigger brethren on the sahara chasing down zebras.
Whatever they dream about they’re darn cute when they twitch and make squeaky noises.
Even in various stages of suicidal states, kitty dreams make me smile.
from the age 3-11 i was abused by my mom and dad, they used to lock me in the celler and keep me there i used to get whipped on my back and i wouldnt get fed till 9 at night no breakfeast i was bearly living i was named disgraced i even have it scarred into my skin from my dad my brothers couldnt do anything i couldnt talk to my brothers or sister till i was old enough to leave the house im now 14 suffering from self-harm but that is the only thing for my relief, i have no idea why my […]
Its so true, so so true, people who cut do it because there in some kind of pain, well bullying is not exactly making it better. Your just killing your population, make sence and keep your thoughts to yourself because you no its not helping them, we dont nee attention and thats not we are but bullying us isent clever and it just makes you look lonely and sad, so dont do it because it wont change anything..
Every day i live is an endless cycle of misery and pain , the only shit that keeps me from killing myself are my freinds….. my fake freinds that dont give a fuck about me. I dont know how much longer i can keep from killing myself.  The only things that help me get thru life are drugs and cutting myself. My blade is my last real Freind
whats the point in hurting us more, you wont be helping us if you make us cry on here if you dont let us get our friendly advice your just making it worse.
no im not putting the blame on you but the thing is the dissing needs to stop because its not what people need its just bullying.
Why me
what did i do
all i ever did
was love you
i tried my best
i gave my all
why did you laugh
as you saw me fall
i gave in
so did you
i slit my wrist
and forgot about you
you walked away
and left me alone
the streets and corners
became my home
i miss you
you hate me
i have to face
reality
youre not coming back
ill move on
maybe when
im dead and gone
I haven’t been on this site in about a year. I remember I was restlessly up all night. And being alone with your thoughts is never good haha. I’m back again right now to vent I guess. I’ve been suicidal ever since I was about twelve years old. As ridiculous and Dumb as that sounds. I’ve always just planned on writing out a note, leaving home, and walking around for a couple days alone to think about everything that’s happened in my life. I would then proceed to hang myself from a bridge. My actual life hasn’t been terrible. I wasn’t abused, and I also […]
When someone who claims to love you, then hates you or at least resents you. What’s really sad is when someone who claims to love you, suddenly couldn’t give a fuck about you. It hurts so much, it makes it a lot harder to fight this monster inside my head. Why do people use the word love so ligtly? It makes doubt everything people say to just make you feel good for a moment.
i freaking called a crisis line what the fuck is wrong with me they will call the cops and send me back to the looney bin god i hope the police dont show up at my house tonight.I even told her the state i live in.Now i feel even worse.I hope i get the chance to end myself tomorrow since they think its friday
Fine you want a back story don’t you?
Ive been wanting to die since I was 14 years old. I’m 27. I’ve survived mulitple suicide attempts. I dont have the courage to jump off a building or blow my brains out with a gun.
I’ve tried hypothermia in a freezing river. I pissed myself before i jumped into that water, oh it fucking burned so bad i couldnt stand it, i was like alright ima just get a gun this shit is too painful. Then I got a gun and couldnt pull the trigger, I was going to shoot myself in the temple and thats like one […]
the body with a dead soul-
i look at myself and think,
Am i real?
when i look deeper into my heart
to find my soul,
its like looking in an abyss,
for the bottom.
i hear the voices of others
in my head
but not a sound from myself,
not even a heartbeat can be heard.
i take a look at myself and say,
do i exist?
i start to go insane
without the soul keeping me together
i start loosing emotions such as
Love, Hatred And most of all
Trust.
Everything makes sense when I’m severely depressed.
Why, what I need to do makes sense.
And I don’t want to be here because there’s something very wrong with me.
We can have valid reasons to want to die; hope wishes the opposite.