My mom used to hit me and that made me cry at night for like the first month and then crying didn’t seem a reason so i stopped i haven’t shed a tear for like 3 years already finally this year she stopped hitting me but now she yells a lot and compares me to my cousins and my friends. At school I act tough around others but it hurts inside, everyone around me is just scared to get near me and that hurts me but i know if i get close to them and hear there peaceful family stories it’ll kill me inside. I’m […]

I am a senior this year in high school. The summer just before this school year I thought I was going to end my life. My family has a small business and I have been pressured into taking the reigns of it. It seems like I didn’t have a choice. I planned on killing myself at the beginning of summer. Then met a couple of friends. I spent everyday with them and did all sorts of awesome things. Everyday was a new day and we did just whatever. I am greatful that I met these girls and became great friends. These girls changed my life […]

I hope that this will help to open minds, save lives and will help other families from the struggles that we have had to endure.  Thank you for watching.

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i just got here (in this website), & i’m kind of confused…. it’s actually called “the suicide project”, so i’m supposed to write posts about my misery ( the misery that i feel every second of my life!) ?? 

I hope i was clear enough to get an answer .. it will be much easier for me .. I appreciate cooperating..

since I was little till know my mother always hit me , she always fight wirh me and I didnt do anything to her. She always said that Im a no good for norhing, a *****, that im tge horst thing for her. She is a devil with me, but with my brothers she is thebest. I dont have comunication with her everyrime I talk she never lisent she says That I bother her. My vote dosent count in the house.  I only hear her once wen I was 9 that she loved me. But she talks shit about me like my grandmother does. And […]

I’m stuck. In my head. I can’t

I don’t

Help me

My words are choking me

I want to get out

I’m afraid and hurt and so fucking angry

and I don’t know why

I don’t want to hurt them anymore

Every time I bleed, they cry. When I drink, they scream.

Am I hurting them by trying to help myself?

Is what I do wrong? I can’t deal with anything and the things that help me cope bring so much pain to those around me.

Should I suffer to save them from myself?

Who will save me?

Am I even worth it?

Last night I try too cry but no tears came out, so I cut my self a little to feel other pain that is not inside me. Some times this pain makes me strong but today is killing me. I just wanna desapeard, I wanna be in the eternal sleep. Im not good or strong. I have a very suicidal mind, I can take anything even a mecanic pencil and use it to harnd me. I dont like ro be touched im scaerd wen some one hugs me even my family. I dont like to be around of people but at the same time I […]

I’ve noticed on SP there are people, most of you actually, who are really supportive and give the perfect advice. Better than any “professional” advice I’ve ever heard. But then the obvious question is: why can’t you apply the same support to yourselves?

Not necessarily here, but in real life I help others and it seems so effortless and productive. Then I look at my own problems, and for the life of me I can’t make a dent.

Do you guys ever think about it? How is it possible to have answers for everyone but yourself?

So I was in my orchestra class yesterday. I was talking to my friend. And I pretended to shoot myself. He grabbed my “gun” and said playfully that he would never let that happen. This kid that I’ve had a crush on since the first day of Freshman year turns around and looks at me, then looks at my friend, and says, “She wants to kill herself?” and kind of gives me this look like he might know what’s up (which he probably wouldn’t).

I’m just sitting there like, ‘shut! up! shut! up! shutupshutupshutup!!!!!!!’

And I wanted to scream ‘YES I’M FUCKING SUICIDAL!!!’

…

So I just kind of sat there and […]

This is my fail safe note. I thought I would ask if it’s clear to read. What impression do I give? What should I consider adding?

I have contemplated this for many years.

I didn’t have it in me to overcome my issues alone. I couldn’t see a blissful future either… well, there were moments when I had hope, but I was just deluding myself. I hated myself so much – How do you change that?

So I took the easy way out. And? That was selfish? Yes it was, but why should I have suffered?

Not one of you could wrap your head around who I was. And […]

im so fucking ugly. i want to die.

I’m not going to text you first. It’s your turn to put in the effort. You say you love me but what does that actually mean to you. I don’t want to be hurt so for now I’m holding you at arms length, of for protection. If you really do love me as you say you will make it know. And it’s not as simple as saying I’m pretty or that I’m amazing, you really need to show me, you need to prove that your not like everyone else, you need to prove that if I do let you in you won’t do damage. I […]

She seems harmless enough, has the same problems as me, suicidal the same kind of tastes and personality but she is fragile and vulnerable to a point that exceeds my own, so i wonder……would it be such a terrible thing to be with her, would we crumble and end up destroying ourselves because we couldn’t handle each others sadness and attempts, would this relationship be a bad thing?

would we be harmless or harmful together, i do not yet know, i feel as though when meds come i will get better and she may too and then we could conquer this hard part of life together […]

That would be cool…and people would know by our username whats wrong with us or why were sad lol
like mines would be that I hate being fat and how I have really bad anxiety

When just five years ago I couldn’t even talk and I was in hospitals and here I am like a normal person
having tons of friends on facebook(although I may not talk to them all) im still out there.
I drive a nice car, Thanks to my dad cosigning, I go to school now
even though im super nervous and yea I still go to malls even though its early in the morning when its first open
to avoid people(I used to love the mall) I find what works for me and im okay with that,Im sometimes just happy
to be out there in the […]

I am a 23 year old girl from India… I am an engineer and I am doing my post graduation now… I have a loving sister, an over protective mother and a really nice father… they love me indeed but out of all the love they have for me, they just fail to see how screwed up my life is…

I was in a really committed relationship for almost 3 years… And it’s been a year since we broke up… He was my first and I wanted him to be the only one… here in India SEX is everywhere but it’s just a taboo when it happens […]

My high school orientation was yesterday. I’ve never been so afraid!! In elementary school there were only 60 students in my grade but, then I go to orientation with over 400 students my age. Holy shit. I’ve never felt so intimidated. Looking at all the pretty girls made me feel even more ugly and looking at all the attractive guys made me feel even more pathetic. Why am I so afraid of what people will think of me? School hasn’t even started yet and I’m already crying and freaking out. I just want to kill myself so that when I do eventually commit suicide, I […]

If one day if that day will come……. Only time will tell

im a sophmore in highschool, and i have gone through a lot with my mom. My background story is fine nothing wrong as a kid my parents are still together blah blah. But it started in 7th grade. My mom started making me more and more angry as the days went on.. It didnt get real bad until 8th grade though. My mom was driving me to the point where i was suicidal. I didnt want to live here any longer. I attempted, was too scared and gave that attempt up, then about a week later, one of my former good friends decided to take […]

The driver had taken two candyflips earlier that day (acid and molly tabs) at the show. After the show, we went to an after party at someone’s house. Driver may have drank, I don’t know. But by the time I had to go, it was much after three in the morning…he wasn’t high anymore, just tired from being so high. We left, and he was swerving all over the place. My anxiety with cars has always been pretty bad, so my voice got caught in my throat and I couldn’t tell him to pull over. I closed my eyes on the highway after valley west […]