For those of you who have pondered through this and have gone through careful consideration, what method have you come up with? Which is easiest or least painful in your opinion?
I’m kinda new on here and would really like to have someone to talk to about this kinda stuff.. Today wasnt the worst day ever. I always try to stay possitive but somedays i just cant.
People give me your opinions on the meaning of life and what is our purpose of living?
Is this is what life is. To face the challenges the world throws at you. Well i face it. I face it big time. Im dying and weeping on the inside. Being a stubborn as can be and look at me. I push two people away whom try to help me. I didnt need it. I didnt want it. Thewy were just wasting their time. I even told them that but insted of listening i get yell at. And see… they left they are done with me like everyone else. They are doing putting up with me. They deicide to do something now? But its […]
Im having trouble staying happy. I go from happy to sad in just hours. nothing really happens. I just see something or hear something and Im sad. the medication isnt even working anymore
I feel as if, I thrive to drive myself insane. As if, I’m trying to tear myself down piece by piece on others’ well-being. It feels like I’m a glutten for misery, nothing can change that. I’ve tried my best to make the better of myself, to make myself happy. It’s like I’ve been mutilated beyond my own recognition. Nothing seems to make me happy, smile, or laugh anymore. Everything just seems to get harder, and tear me down as I move on. It’s like I’m pathetic, completly worthless. I’m numb to everything, I feel nothing anymore; nothing but pain, misery, depression, sadness. Like, it’s […]
each day is getting harder. i dont know how much more i can take. i am left with nothing but a broken heart and im miserable with no one to talk to.
Two feet on the ground…Pain
Two feet dangling in the air…I don’t care
Six feet under… I’ll go there…
I’m falling down the hole
Not to some mystical fucking fairyland
Not some trippy magical adventure
The hole is dark
The hole is lonely
Devoid of life
It’s cold down here
The kind of damp sickening cold
This is where I belong
Isolated so I can’t hurt anyone
My heart slowly dies
Like the last glowing coal
Of a once raging inferno
I forget once in a while
Life almost feels real
I feel like I’m normal
I matter
Then the reality sets in
I don’t belong here
Not just “here†but even on earth
They always tell people on the edge it gets better
I’m nothing but empty. I’m numb to everything. I don’t know what I want. I don’t even care.
I have friends.
I have family.
Most people don’t like me.
But they don’t know me.
They don’t know what I’ve gone through and what I’m still dealing with.
I don’t want them to know. I don’t want to be looked at differently.
I just want to be accepted.
I want to be happy.
I want to feel happy.
I’d like to forgive and forget.
Forget. It’s what everyone else has done.
I’m pitiful.
I’m nothing.
I’m unhappy.
I’m not alone.
I want to be alone. […]
I want to die. Kill me please.
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I dont want to go to sleep and wake up alive.
I dont wanna wake up and feel like i should had died in my sleep.
Im very tired.
but i want to died not having to be tired anymore.
Im beating myself up.
Staying awake when im very tired
Falling asleep
but aways waking up wondering…
why am i still here
why am i breathing this wrecked air.
I dont even wanna get out of bed
or leave my house anymore.
I’m just…. very tired :/
I open my eyes and all I can see is a blur.
Something is running down my face.
I feel lost and confused.
Why do I feel this way?
It comes and goes when it wants to.
Its like a plague that wont go away.
It has no reason to be here.
But it stays any ways.
I wish it would go and leave me alone.
For alone is best for me.
Emotionally im dead right now. My mom just came into my room and asked me whats wrong because i dont “seem like myself” and i told her i was just tired.
The truth is im not tired im dead. I cant face my mothers reaction to me telling her all i can think about these days is dying. All i want to to is be happy but that seems so hard for me right to even think about right now. Im kinda in a limbo with my life right now. I dont want to live, i dont weant to die because i cant do that to […]
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen
As others saw — I could not bring
My passions from a common spring —
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow — I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone —
And all I lov’d — I lov’d alone —
Then — in my childhood — in the dawn
Of a most stormy life — was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still —
From the torrent, or the fountain —
From the red cliff […]
There is no point.
She swallowed them down to the very last pill, she cut up her arms until you couldn’t see flesh, she scratched up her legs for just being her, because she longs for the day when she’s happy with herself. She’s waited for so long, could it be the night? The night she’s been waiting for all her life? She leaves a note on the window sill, and goes back to her bedroom to do the deed. After the last bottle of pills, she tucks herself into bed and knows that better is yet to come. No more loneliness. No more misery. As she closes her […]
The depression comes and goes. Each time it comes it’s more intense. I’m 56 and feel like a total failure, pointless and useless. A burden. I’ve been watching The Bridge again, wishing I had the strength to make one last visit and end this. All I really want is to go to sleep and never wake up. But the bridge seems like it’s my only real option. 4am and I can’t sleep. So lonely, so tired, such a misfit in life. Please….Sleep, come and put me out of my misery.
Hi this is my second post on this site. I’ve been trying for so long to get better, to stop cutting, to stop drinking but it’s just getting worse. The only person that kind of helps is my doctor who I can’t stand being around because he’s so perfect and has the best job, best car, best body, best life and I feel like every time I drag my sorry ass in there, he just thinks I’m disgusting and useless. I can’t stand it. I don’t even know how to talk or even how I feel anymore..I don’t know if I want to get better […]
Did anyone see my post on a page called suicide. Where I wrote to go to suicideproject.com, did any of you choose to go to it, cuz it seems like there’s a couple new faces…