I survived suicide 3 times.  I made my first attempt when I was 18.  It seemed like a logical choice at the time.  I felt like there was no possibility of recovering from the all consuming pressures and stresses of life. I tried to hang myself with an electrical chord.  The chord broke, and I woke up minutes later seizing on the ground and vomiting.  I cleaned up and with my bruised neck I knew there was no way of hiding so I let my family know.  I was sent to a facility for a bit where they forced me to eat and take drugs. […]

I’ve been struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts for at least the past 6 years (i’m only 20 but I can’t remember a time when I didn’t feel how I feel now)
Basically I had a traumatic childhood and early adult life and i’ve tried counselling/prescription drugs and nothing has worked.

I have many failed attempts behind me my last one was a paracetamol overdose, I walked to a remote place to let the paracetamol take over and cause irreversible  liver damage but turns out my remote location wasn’t remote enough and I was found by a ‘good Samaritan’ and taken to hospital :@

I have tried to stop […]

It’s these days, where I lay in bed and think about my life and how it has turned into a nightmare over the passed years. All time long everything seemed fine and I had my own perfect little world. In the beginning this world was build up by my best friend whom I met in the elementary school nearly 13 years ago for the first time. Since then we were the greatest friends. We both didn’t have many other friends, it was just the both of us, just like Tom and Huckelbarry. Well every perfect story has it’s downside. The one of this is, […]

I have been depressed before. I know what it’s like. I have even cut before but nothing has ever hurt as bad as I feel now. I cut again for the first time Sunday night. I hadn’t cut for at least 3 years before, my mom found out and got me help last time. I won’t/can’t let her find out again. I want help but I don’t want to disappoint my mom again. I don’t hate my life I just hate what I a having to deal with. I don’t want to die but I am tired of living. I am not someone who deals […]

I know what it feels like to think about to die and give up, but you’ll find out one day there’s so many reasons to live..
This is just God’s trial to us, he want us to be like God, so that no matter what trials and challenges we face we will never burn..
God want us to be like Gold.

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Dying has never been easy for any human being, at least for any of the human being I’ve met throughout my life. The idea of leaving the world for visiting some unknown existence is just scaring. But, for me, the worst thing about dying is never have the guarantee of seeing your loved ones again.

I said before that one of my friends, one of the important people in my life, was trying to hate me but he wasn’t able to. Well, now I know he hates me. I know, this is my fault. A friend, who I really trust, told me that he hates me. When […]

It’s been 10 minutes since I cut last.

Big deal right?

Not.

I promised my boyfriend I wouldn’t cut anymore.

Of course I broke.

I knew I wouldn’t last more than 2 days.

Which,

I was wrong.

I lasted 3.

Lately I have found myself predicting the outcome of every event.  If the outcome is unfavorable then I simply do not want to be a part of it. For instance, if I meet someone, and I know that they will think negatively about me in some light I do not want to get involved with them what so ever.  I feel like my biggest problem is that I know I will eventually become discouraged about every relationship I have, and because of this I am extremely apprehensive about hanging out with people.

What is most troubling about this is I know people are unpredictable.   Therefore I know […]

The only way to go on, is to become something I’m not, something I don’t want to be. Has anyone else ever felt this way?

I get a bunch of crap from a lot of people. I have been hurt all my life… I never got used to it. My dad calls me crap, tells me I’m not worth a place on Earth. My mom shoves God down my throat 24/7. My brother makes jokes about suicide a lot. I have to lie to my family, act like everything is fine. I told my grandma about my friends cutting to see what she thinks about cutting before I told her that I do it. She responded ” Oh My God, why would anyone cut,  Its so disgusting.” I ended up […]

im so far from okay. i know i havent been on in what seems like forever.

wishing i was dead, but im not unfortunately. hopefully soon it will come. i dont know how or when. but soon. i cant keep hurting people. maybe itll be tonight. not too sure.

i dont even know why im still typing, i guess i just want someone who gets it.

So I just woke up after a good 18 hours of sleep, so I’m going to post what’s on my mind while I have the energy. Throw rocks at me if you will.

So many people here don’t genuinely seem to be suicidal. Yes, I am aware that also many of you are. But a lot of people are just here to cry for attention or are depressed because a lack of attention from others. Crying for attention among other people who are here because they want attention, or because they are suicidal (and a lot of people who are suicidal are self-absorbed or caught […]

Hello there. This is my first time on this site so let me just give you some background info about me. I’m 15 years old and a sophomore in high school. When i was in Kindergarten through 5th grade i was bullied harshly. I was bullied for the way i smelled. A guy, Alec, and his friends would make fun of me EVERY SINGLE DAY. They made my life a living hell. They were also on my bus. I remember one incident where i was sitting on the bus and Alec took out his phone and took a video of me sitting there and he […]

Its odd.

I always feel like I do everything to please everyone.

Yet I’m always told I’m an insensitive, selfish ****.

I guess my view of myself is even more disturbed than I thought.

Hi, my name is Naana, 18 years old

Caution, I may go in different directions at times, most likely due to the fact that I have no idea how to put into format my thoughts correctly. This is my first time ever telling anyone properly, also my first time on here.

I’m stuck between two, whether to live or to choose my death. It all scares me and I question why me? I won’t say I’m not doing this for attention, because deep down I want to know at least someone knew I existed and cared; Knowingly I know I existed for my family, but I can’t […]

im done for good. bye everyone.

tonight I’m running away. I will take 4 packets of pills and find an empty field. That is, if I have the courage.

…as I keep going through the time, I find myself in places I’ve never been, you know, every moment is a place where you’ve never been. But at the same time, you are always here. Always everywhere. Moving along with the Universe.

I hope the level of fear I experience on daily basis, equals the level of joy I will be able to feel someday.

Everything is always changing.

I don’t want to die.

I need companionship.

I need someone who will tell me it is alright. I need someone who will lend a shoulder to cry.

I need someone who will not judge me by my choices.

I am so tired of pretending to be strong. of pretending everything is alright and that my life is happy.

I am tired of pretending I don’t need someone.

somehow I feel like despite the fact that I have friends, I am disconnected with everything else.  so I am seeking companionship.

how many of the people I know will cry when I die? in my mind, I know, they are not a lot. […]

I want to die.

It has taken me a long time to come to that conclusion.

Why do I want to die? In a nutshell: because I’m in intense emotional and mental pain.

The longer version?……… Life is too much of a struggle. Most things I go after results in total failure and misery. I find it very difficult to relate to people on a deeper emotional level. Conversing with people is an enormous challenge. I wish I didn’t stutter.

It tortures me that I can’t even say my name without stuttering. The look I receive from people when I stutter is extremely painful, so I mostly choose not […]