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I don’t see a way out.

February 28th, 2010by meresankh25

Maybe he’s emotionally abusive.  But maybe I’m just as bad.

I can’t deal with how much I’ve hurt him. I can’t deal with being without him, with him refusing to talk to me.

Even if, somehow, he did manage to forgive me, where could it possibly go? Back to what we were before? No. He’s still married. And I still have a wonderful man living with me who cares about me and wants to patch things up despite what happened with this person.

There is no way past this. I want what’s impossible and every day is either numb self-delusion or the …

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February 28th, 2010by Jann

Hi im a a 28 year old girl single mum ive a 2year old and love her to bits shes the reason im still alive shes what im living for i know that sounds bad but today i had a row with her dad because i was moody and he was only here to pick her up to bring her of for the day and asked if i wanted to go but i got moody and said no next thing we where having a row he said that i was poision and im vindictive and im a bad person i will end up on my

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hi im pete

February 27th, 2010by peteellis

im 22 from the uk, a drum and bass producer and i stumled upon this website late nite hoping for tips to commit suicide… anyone out there want to chat?

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My life.

February 27th, 2010by phoenixed

I feel I am a selfish person for writing this on my behalf. Starting anything in my life is hard and figuring out how to start what I’m about to write is not easy for myself. Just one person reading this and not judging me is enough to get me though the day.

I’ve suffered from suicidal thoughts since the 5th or 6th grade. Back then I thought about it as a means of gaining attention. I was the outcast at that time and I just dealt with it. Now I’m in 11th grade. I played Lacrosse last year as a hope to get myself …

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Try again.

February 27th, 2010by Grimreaperssalvation

One of the things about this site, is some get the attention they need, and others don’t. Some suicidal people on here might just need a few kind words of a understanding nature. but not everyone gets the kinds words they crave. How do people choose which ones to read, or even to respond to? Luck of the draw? Ones that sound the most urgant?  Its kind of discouraging when some don’t get a reply. Maybe the people from home won’t understand or help, and even the millons of strangers on here won’t give a second glace at a reply.

All I want is a chance. Another …

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The Tragic End To A School Boy’s Final Year

February 26th, 2010by DisconfiguredNightmare

Hello.. my name throughout this story.. will remain unknown for personal reasons.. im a male.. im 16, .. And in my final year at Secondary school..

It all started as a normal day.. i was talking to my .. What i would of though 2 bestest friends at that point, .. We normaly went to dinner, and walked down to the bench we always sat at each lunch time, .. But they both walked off, .. Up to the far north of the playground, to the big tree, (At this big tree, is where the smokers tend to hang around, and some old friends from previous …

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july 2, 2007

February 26th, 2010by mr.edicius

This is a story that I have written about “My Perfect Suicide.” I posted it about 2 months back and had a few comments about it but I wanted to clarify that this is a true story that happened 07/02/07 (4 days before my 18th bday) and I survived.

“Tears slowly rolling down my discolored face comes from pondering my short fate. I listen to my left blinker click in the distant background of my thoughts while I wait for my turn to enter the freeway heading east toward the dusky sky. Getting the green arrow, I squealed the tires on my red Mustang GT. The …

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My Strugle

February 25th, 2010by Carlos

Every time i go to school i get depresd people r always makeing fun of me because i am fat and i like to talk alot people r consistantly makeing fun of me even sometimes my teachers make fun of me. i ust to love life but know its just not fun anymore my parents r always yelling at me because i always get bad grades i guess i’m just not good enough not even for my parents. sometimes i think why was i even born if only i had a gun and when i do………………..i will finaly rest!

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Bruises and fears.

February 25th, 2010by Namine

I’ve had enough of trying.. Every day again i walk into class smiling everyone who knows me thinks im a very happy little girl. Well, the thruth is i am not. I’ve had trouble all my life. At home they always yell, always. On school i recently broke up with my best friends and now everyone can go to hell im not trying anymore. Everything has gone wrong in my life.. My only hobbies are reading and gaming thats about all i do these days even in class.. Im playing with my phone behind the books. I just hate the feeling that im hated and not wanted. …

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February 25th, 2010by harriet.

eternal rest? yes please.

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I just need a gun and a bullet

February 24th, 2010by milkmanmiles

If i try again tomorrow, it will be attempt number 7 on my life. i live with minor brain damage and ADD and am fucking depressed, none of my “friends” talk to me and when i try and talk to them they dont pick up the phone or reply, im only 18 and moved out of home, i cant get into uni and missed out on tafe no one will hire me so im fucked, i contemplate suicide everyday and research methods online, i see other people talking about prevention, how to get help, how they can relate to shit, i think its all …

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Please answer

February 24th, 2010by just_there

I really don’t know if I thinking is correct on this-but I know for a fact that I will try and kill myself in the next couple months. But I have two choices. I went through my mother’s medicine cabinet (she was in a car accident, never really recovered = lots of pills), and I could use those, but when I researched it, they fatality rates of overdose attempt is around 2%. Not the best statistics, if you ask me.

Or, if I wanted to, I could walk/bike/run the 4-ish miles to the railroad tracks and wait for the train and lay down on the tracks. …

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No longer.

February 23rd, 2010by Lianeh

  So, I currently just turned 17 years old last Saturday (The 13th, bad sign eh?) I’ve always been a fairly short male, which is fine by me, I love being short. I’m underweight at an amazing 93 pounds. When I was too young to remember, my parents got divorced. I had to live with my father. I’ve always been a person to be extremely shy..and I have VERY few interests. My only interests are video games, and very very slightly poker. I spent most of the time playing video games. At about the age of 10 or so, I began to understand the kind of …

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February 23rd, 2010by pkmommy

I’m too old to be young and too young to be old. I just feel lost. Even though I am teaching college, my students hate me. I’m a terrible teacher. I have no friends. I go from work to home and then back to work and then, I have to take care of my daughter. I feel so awful about everything. The only reason I don’t kill myself is that I have a kid, and she would never get over that.

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I can’t do this anymore

February 23rd, 2010by darkgirl

I haven’t dated anyone in 3 years, and the first boyfriend I’ve had is breaking up with me

My career is going nowhere

Everyday I constantly feel like everyone is out to get me, everyone is so mean

I don’t know what the point is

I’m asking my family for money every month, which is just weighing on my conscience

I’m so sad all the time

I moved to New York to pursue my dreams of becoming an actress/writer. I’ve made some progress, but every day it’s just a battle to keep going. Every day I ask why am I here? Why did I leave my family and friends …

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I don’t believe in the sun

February 23rd, 2010by goonjiboonji

There is no future for me. I had grand hopes of being a philosopher and filmmaker and poet, but now I have hopes to make it to my 21st birthday alive. Even though there is so much I haven’t done yet, I am ready to die. I don’t see any point in continuing to live. I am a bad person. I am very sorry it had to end like this.

These thoughts are running through my head:

  • you will never be anything worthwhile
  • you are foolish to delude yourself otherwise
  • you will be alone forever
  • you are ugly
  • things will never get better
  • other people’s lives are worse because of you
  • you are

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In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

February 23rd, 2010by ToothlessDream

I’m not particularly sure why I’m writing this because it’s all so redundant to me but I can’t express myself in any other way at the moment… so prepare yourself or avert your eyes. I  parked my car by 30 today and walked but couldn’t get to the tracks because a creek was in the way and the highway was on the other side. I drove around for two hours just looking for an appropriate place to park. I became bored after so long which is hilariously ironic. Suicide is much like executing someone except the condemned is yourself. Often I am two people . Sometimes …

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I suck at titles?!

February 22nd, 2010by shizznuggets

I’m sure I don’t have it nearly as bad as so many people on here: I really have a perfect life, pretty much, it’s just I do I decent job of screwing things up. I know this sounds really emo, and I totally hate that, but I feel like I’m not allowed to be real with anybody, so I’m pretty much falling with nothing to hang on to. I don’t want to whine, but I guess this is kind of what this thing is about, so here it goes: I think about killing myself every day, and I can’t get to sleep every night because …

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My last week on this godamn planet in this godamn skin.

February 22nd, 2010by en_causa_sui

I have three choices.

1. I tell my therapist how depressed I am and she sends me to a psyche ward. I have a severe phobia of hospitals so there is NO CHANCE that I will do this willingly and on my own. After that I’ll drop out of college, working a dead end job for the rest of my life. My love of art died along with my will to live. Other than art, I have no purpose and no worth.

2. I take all of my prescriptions right now. All of them together would be more than enough to kill a small group of people. …

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It will get better!!!!!

February 22nd, 2010by meljmil

I’ve been through alot in my life and I still have struggles but I’ve learned how to deal with them. It breaks my heart to see such sad people. Especially young ones. I’m a mother of 11 and 13 year old boys. It would break my heart if they felt the way of you do and it would kill me to lose them. Please try talking to your parents or a counselor at school or church. Seek help! I promise it will get better. Someday you won’t have to endure the harsh words that other teens say. One day you will be adults with children …

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