I just want to drop everything and die.
This song really sums up my feelings I just want to go be done with it
Tonight I Will Retire
Oh tonight I will retire
To the arms of my lover
The sweetest kiss she will give
As I lay down beside her
What will she think
When she awakes
Just to find I have left here
Oh tonight I will retire
To these hands with revolver
And I don`t fear death
I will commit
Like an old friend I`ve known forever
So come on in, take me on
No I won`t stay here no longer
And if I should taste fire
Save me not, I deserve to die
And oh tonight […]
Does anyone know of any good suicide/depression chat rooms where there are people going through the same thing as me. Preferably one that isn’t constantly interjected by some annoying therapist. I hate life so much and no one going through the same things as me has any interest in chatting. I have anxiety too so it is hard just waiting to email people back and forth. I really need to find a chat room. Any suggestions?
I am the scum of the earth. I hear it every day from my ex. I valued her opinion more than anything and she is always right. Today she is going on a date with a man. Something I could never be for her because I wasn’t born that way. Even though I don’t want to be male, I would have become one of those manly lesbians, for her. But it wasn’t enough. I NEED to kill myself TODAY. I can not handle the pain of her going out with someone else. It hurts so fucking bad I can’t take it. This isn’t all. The […]
This site should not be full of ideas and suggestions of how someone should kill themselves. It should be about sharing stories.
Because no matter what you think. And no matter how lost you feel. There is someone, whether you know them or not, who will miss you if you ever leave.
You might think it’s never going to get better, and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes you will need to stop hurting as much as you do everyday, or some days or all the time. But when your sitting down and you can’t take it at night. Share your story. This site, Tumblr, Facebook, Youtube, Twitter, call someone. […]
I’m Hannah. It’s my first time on this website, or any suicide forum for that matter. I found this website researching certain things about suicide. I’ve made several suicide attempts for over a year now, and I’m dead set on succeeding  it this month. I don’t see a reason for living anymore. I’m useless. I’m so depressed that I don’t have the motivation to get out of bed, or eat, or speak, or even open my fucking eyes in the morning. It just all so pointless. The hurting, and suffering, and hoping. I grew up with an alcohol dependent, abusive, work obsessed father, a narcissistic, jealous, […]
Everyone says I am not crazy. I don’t think I am but I do. Something isnt right with me. I have been through alot. No one will ever understand the pain I have been through. I got through depression, and suicide. Now I feel like it’s happening again. Like everything is going wrong. Like life isnt real and that I am not a real person. I think I am crazy. I keep having these flashbacks from when I was little. About this girl.. Everynight I saw her in the corner above my door. Not a normal girl. A weird girl. She had black hair and […]
Hi all,
I wasn’t around for a while but i am still not ok at all. My problem is that I can’t enjoy my life. I just started crying without any reason. I know, that it would be good to do something like going swimming, or jogging or something else. But I am feeling so down I can barely start anything. Today there is a really huge city-party, where thousands of people are going. But I keep telling myself, that I won’t go there alone, because everytime I went in the public alone, I started feeling even more lonely. Unfortunately I dont have someone to go […]
I know no one cares and no one wants to read this, but I want to tell the truth about myself.  I am a complete joke, I am desperately in love with someone, they mean the world to me, I would happily die for them, but I will never get to be with them, even if I only see a glimpse of their face, it has made my whole week, I would do anything just to say hello and for them to acknowledge me. Because I know I will never be with them, I have made it the sole purpose of my life to make extraordinary achievements,  so that maybe one day they […]
where does it all come from? It seems to be endless, a voracious beast with an unquenchable appetite. The emptiness surrounds me, sticks to my skin like some disgusting, sticky black membrane, constantly separating me from the world, never allowing any emotions in or out.
Sometimes I feel it as a stab of desperate loneliness, and I want nothing more than to scream–but I can’t find the energy. Other times it recedes to the background as a dull throbbing, and I’ll sit in one place for hours on end. Sometimes it verges on something vaguely resembling pain, though even then it’s as if I can’t even […]
I’ve done it this time. Too deep. Way too deep. I actually didnt mean for it to be so deep. Wtf is wrong with me? Ugh should I try sewing it? I cannot go to the hospital. The funny thing is, I can’t feel a thing. Lol
A few years ago, my business partner stole millions of dollars from me which forced the closing of the business that I spent my life building. Â Shortly thereafter, I turned to gambling out of desperation, and what little I had left after he stole the money has been consumed by it. Â It has destroyed my life, my family’s lives, and my career. Â I have stopped gambling, but the consequences have finally pushed me past my ability to cope with them. Â While I don’t necessarily want to die, I simply can’t deal with being asked literally 20 times or more per day for money that I […]
I don’t know why I’m writing this, maybe it’s to release all my feelings somehow but I don’t think it’ll make a difference. I didn’t have a great childhood. My parents always fought and my dad was/is abusive. It hurt to see him hurt my mom and my two younger sisters. I used to care that he hit me but I got used to it and I just wanted to protect everybody else. Heck, I used to crave him abusing me because in my head that meant scars, bruises, belt marks. Evidence. I hoped that one day it would get so bad that someone would […]
Yup, some things have happened since i last came here. i think i’m in love, but i hate getting hurt so much. My best friend came into town but right now she’s not here. Thats pretty much all that has happened that is good. I still am depressed and suicidal but again, i can’t leave my best friend alone in this cruel world. Wish i could go right now. Still am addicted to cutting. I’ve burned myself but its not the same without any blood. I’ve seriously been thinking about drugs. I need something that will help relax me and maybe i’d finally get some […]
Oh man I think my depression has shifted gears into a nice clam mania! aka (manic)
NICEEE!
I’m a total freakin rockstar from mars winning, I have one gear “GO” epic winning! lmao
ARE YOU BIPOLAR? “I’M BI-WINNING!
-Charlie Sheen-my fucking idol!
Um I love food!
what are your favorite comfort munchies?
I love dr. pepper, and I have way too many others to list like:
dominoes stuffed cheesy bread with bacon and jalapenos.
Pizza rolls with tapiitio
ramen noodles with tapitio
toaster strudels
tv dinners, especially manicotti and cheese ravioli
green chili chicken enchiladas
tamales and tacos
chinese food
mcdonalds swiss and mushroom snack wrap1
and the list goes on forever, let me know about your favorite muchies, type of cuisine, and or restaurants!
I’ve had images of hanging myself, stepping in front of a train or automobile, and now I’m obsessed with thoughts of knives through my arms.
I’ve never cut. I can’t handle physical pain, so why does my mind automatically go toward knives puncturing through my forearms? It wouldn’t be a release for me as I have understood it to be so for other people. Instead, the physical pain would be a distraction to the mental pain. It would also be a punishment.
Hi, my name’s Mady. I’m 14, and I’ve tried
killing myself 4 times. I wouldn’t say I have the
roughest life, but I do go through a lot of stuff.
And, like everyone I have bumpy roads. Many of
them in facr. The first time I tried suicide was a
couple years after I started cutting. First time
I cut myself, I was around 10? And, first suicide
attempt I was maybe 11. The first time I tried
cutting myself ’til I died. I was sorta hoping I
would bleed to death. I don’t know what I was
thinking. Second time I  was maybe 13, and
tried drowning myself, in  my bathtub. It didn’t
work out bedcause my little sister walked in.
I […]
I wish I had killed myself when I was 16. It’s been 20 years of regret. Diagnosed with clinical depression, anxiety, borderline personality disorder, PMDD, traits of OCD, and a horrible eating disorder which has ruined my life. At age 36, I’m living a life I never wanted. I thought I’d be married by now, own property, and enjoy a prosperous career. None of which has happened. I made a horrible career choice by becoming a teacher, and have hated myself for it for the past 11years. I fake it at work. Put on that professional face. The truth is, I hate every aspect of […]