Yeah I didn’t think so… Why would any of you worry about me? Anyways, sorry I’ve been gone, I’ve been safe at a friend’s house and then my grandparents saw a ‘bad’ pic on my ipod and now I cant get on a computer without them over my shoulder. Litterally. She stands right here and reads my texts and watches what i do. They’re at church right now so I get a chance to get on. Church…. My only freedom is when they are at church. Anyways… 4 days till I get on a plane for Florida. Not that it matters. My mom will probly […]
I haven’t heard from you in days. This has got to stop.
You need to stop leaving so abruptly, you could at least tell me what’s going on and if you’re okay.
I have BPD and it kills me when i can’t contact you. I’m not blaming BPD but i think it explains why i leave you a million messages. You should take that into consideration before yelling at me for being clingy.
I need to talk to you. Although you may be sick of me right now. Tell me. Don’t just ignore me.
At least then i would know you were just annoyed with me. Then i […]
I heard about this song on tumblr(Who Are You Now – Sleeping With Sirens) days ago and aghhh is just so true in some parts and makes me feel worst than I was. “You made me hate my own reflection question every choice I make”, people always change me, my “friends” have been telling me that I’m different but part of that its cause of them. So the best thing for them is to push me away making me feel more worthless than ever. Crying like a stupid baby.
Well great. School is finally over and I have to say goodbye to two of my best friends. On the bright side, school is finally over, meaning I won’t have to think about how much I suck at math, science, etc etc etc. This summer will either be when I do something with my life or get even more depressed. Also, my birthday is on the 14th, and I might get to see one of my old friends again. Sadly, I know sometime or another I’m going to fuck everything up all over again, like on my eighth birthday which I might go into detail […]
I just don’t know where to turn anymore. I’ve had tons of problems my whole life, like anxiety, depression, alcoholism. My mother recently had a massive stroke in November of last year, and hasn’t recovered. And a little over a month after that, I lost my only brother to pills. I really don’t know what to do. I have never fit in this world, and the one person that always gave me motivation to keep going is now gone. My drinking has gotten completely out of hand, and the idea of getting sober and staying that way, well, scares the hell out of me. My […]
I’m so fed up with this I’m thinking this is the end. I’m going to do it I can’t cope. Fuck these thoughts. So sick of my controlling boyfriend I can’t do anything I’m a prisoner. Always having to make
Up for pathetic things that don’t fit his requirements. I’m so sick of this but I love him and if I leave him he may kill himself. Ugh life why.
Today my mother told me that if she found me dead she would not feel bad… It’s not the first horrible thing she says to me but this was one of the worst
Now I’m wondering… what on earth stops me from killing myself?
I HATE MYSELF AND I WISH I WAS DEAD!
My depression has returned.Â
I’m cracked, very close to my breaking point. Maybe I should break already. I just need an extra push.Â
I finally got over Nycolle a few weeks ago and as I basked in the sunshine, Jasmine, my cousin, broke up with me. It would have been our 1 month anniversary….Â
I love her so much, at first, it was so unreal, and I felt so numb, now I’ve begun to become more irritable now. My brother who knew about us, he doesn’t understand I’m pissy and pisses me off a lot.Â
I try not to get angry, but it just phases me too easily. When […]
am I supposed to keep going:
– when it feels like my drive to desire is broken (desire being the root of action) ?
– when my ego’s been getting weaker for the past 5+ years ?
– when my mind cannot generate meaningful goals etc like it used to ?
I wanted to become a psychologist when I started going to college (sept. 06) .. it was my only and meaningful goal, my door into the future
I got to experience mental abuse & other bad things in an environment I started to hate .. unfortunately, I had no other realistic option than […]
Why is it that when anything bad happens to me the first thought that comes to my head is killing myself. No matter what I do I feel useless and in the way. Or that I’m putting some weight on someone to help me. I just want to close the door to that past, but everytime I try to do that I end up cutting off from everyone in my life. I don’t know if I do it so if I break down they don’t see what I’m going through and try to help me. Which in turn would cause me to open that door […]
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m a 15 year old boy, a straight A student who just finished freshman year at a relatively good school. I am a decent track and cross country athlete, and my family loves me very much. Yet, I still constantly feel alone and useless.
I don’t quite understand people. I see people I know having fun, hanging out, and I don’t know, I can’t seem to find myself normal friends. There are plenty of people I talk to (about once a week each, about serious shit usually). I don’t know how “suicide attempt” is defined on this site, but […]
I’m the problem and I am fucking permanent unless i kill myself!
Do you ever watch shows where the police try to solve murders, but instead of wanting to be the police you imagine yourself as the murder victim
Welp, I “finally” start working on Monday, which is quite frankly an unmitigated disaster. Not only I’ll be alone and hopeless as usual but robbed of about 80 % of my time for the sake of stupefying grinding slavery.
Because life always does get better doesn’t it? Can’t even do anything “drastic” for a quite while, honor bound to certain parameters and whatnot. So the trap is truly and well closed.
Let’s have a toast to a life of ever increasing resignation and small everyday horrors.
Dear office dweller,
Perhaps you like your job? Or even love it?
Perhaps you don’t mind doing it for forty or fifty […]
I honestly haven’t post on this website in months. o 3o Hi old and new people and if any case i am still suicidal and it has increase to the point where i have thoughts about me hanging myself. Sounds amazing right. c:
I, am a suicide survivor. I know not everyone will believe my story, like I know, but I do ask you to listen to me. I was there.
On a late winter night (seven years ago) I found myself homeless. After SEVERAL suicide “attempts’ (not too too serious ones) I made up my mind, that this was it. I was Agnostic/Atheist. I wasn’t sure what I believed, yet. I later that night found myself living with a group of drug addicts, not very pleasant. So, I took my razor from my wallet and sliced into my arm, repeatedly. I ate only handfuls of aspirin, and one […]
So many times i’ve felt like giving up on life, im only 14 and already i guess i’ve been through alot more then any other 14 year old.I was a victim of severe bullying and having that happen straight after i was cheated on was to much for me.  Its the fact that anything sharp was the first thing i’d turn to scares me, i’ve atempted suicide twice now but everytime i try i just stop, i can’t do it knowing now that i actually have friends that care about me also my parents. What would they think? I have scars all up my arm and some […]
yeah thanks mom and dad for screwing my dream of being a model. yeah i knew it was unlikely anyway but u criticize me for taking pictures of myself thinking im doing all of it for attention FUCK NO! yes i know i may be beautiful but im no size 4 u still have no right to flat out say “honey, your just not skinny enough they will destroy u put u on a diet to lose weight i dont want u to become obsessed with size look at me dear im fat and can careless u should do the same” u have gotta […]
I am over 50 years old. I’ve thought about suicide since I was 13. I have made attempts to end my life more than a couple times. The thoughts, planning, and so on have been so much a part of my mentality, I believe it has become a bad habit, habitual though process. The last stint of actively engaging in therapy my goal was to get new thoughts. I’ve tried. Truly I have tried to get along in the land of the living. When I make an attempt to interact / communicate with my loved ones, I continue to fall short – and immediately go […]