Why can’t suicide be an option? When ever you bring it up people always act like no matter the circumstance it’s not ok. What if someone is so chronicly depressed that treatment doesn’t help? I say only you in the end know what is best for you. What’s wrong with a termanly ill person saving themselves form a slow death? What’s so wrong with an elderly widow ending thier life when they lost thier love of fifty years? There is a million different senarios but answer to suicide can’t always be no. But at the sametime the answer to suicide can not always be yes.
I’m 16 years old, and a suicide survivor (I guess that’s what it’s called). I guess I’ll explain my life in this rant. I’m not sure what the point of this is, I guess just to show that if you’re going through something, you’re not alone. Also things get better.
I’m killing myself in a few minutes. This life is too much to handle. I can’t keep going like this, alone. And I am alone. Sure, I have friends and family, but I’m isolated. So much that I can barely remember what it’s like to have those, to have the support of my friends, to have that actual friendship. The feeling someone cares. I can’t… I don’t want to keep living. My life… is nothing. Nothing more than heartbreak after heartbreak. I’m surprised the pieces can still feel enough to keep getting hurt.
I am hurting, more than I ever thought I could. I can’t take […]
i guess i’ve wondered what people who succeeded on here posted last. did they just stop posting? or say goodbye. I’d rather the latter, I only want to say if i succeed tonight, or over the weekend, that i apreciate everything people have said on here. and i wish everyone on here the best, in whatever you choose, and i hope you do think and make the right decisions.
This is going to be quite a large vent, maybe it’ll help sort things out.
Issue 1.
Pissed off. One of our friends, Lets call her Zoan, has litterally fucked us all over. She’s talked about all of us behind our backs, she’s been a hypocrite, and she’s tried to break a couple up within out circle of friends. Everyone despises her. Thing is, she’s having family issues, and she supposedly cut herself. What the fuck am I supposed to do, if it’s fake, and I go back to her, she’ll do everything all over again. But if it’s not fake. I’ll have another friend who self […]
I’m not a hateful person. I was abused when I was a kid, went through an abusive relationship with an ex boyfriend but I don’t hate any of those people. I don’t hate anyone. I actually like people. I think most people are beautiful, actually, just like I think that the world can be a beautiful place. People think I’m kind and intelligent and I don’t doubt that I am. I’m nice to everyone. I’ve gotten good grades in school. I’m just not happy. I’m a classic example of that type of person who’s always smiling but is actually hurting on some serious level.
People think […]
Feel like shit.
Fucked up again. Now a friend hates me. My friend keeps showing me her latest cuts like it’s something to brag about. I’ve been feeling the ”urges” again. Going out didn’t help.
Little problems that just smash me down.
Hope you are fine,
Just wanted to tell you, that I have not forgotten you or Sage
Hope you guys are good, the thought you 3(include little creature that I love)
were typeing away with your little fingers, when I was down, just give me
this energy to live, wish I could take you guys all away to a happier place
with me, but if you hold on long enough who know I might.
I love you guys hope you are all okay
If you see the moon send a kiss to it, she will kiss me on your behalf.
T
Today, I want to die. I have tried to walk/jog, and distract myself. Its not working. My now ex boyfriend was cheating on me for the entire relationship of almost a year. Â I found out when the woman contacted me to tell me what was going on. Â Of course he denies it but more and more lies are coming out. I can’t take the hurt anymore. I was cursed from the day I was born. My father wants nothing to do with me. He has another family and doesn’t acknowledge I exist. I was abused by my stepfather sexually until he got me pregnant at […]
What happens when you love life so much? When you love the little things about life, about the people you love, about the beautiful things that happen everyday… but you don’t want to live it anymore? How does that happen? How is that fair? How can a person forget all of the good things in this world, and only see how terrible it can be? How can someone that was nice and peaceful turn into someone so hateful? And how can the person she hates the most be herself? How can she look in the mirror and resent […]
It’s something we all know about but mine has been a little to much to handle recently.
When I was younger, I learned this really cool trick to turn off my emotions. Sounds weird but it works, or it used to. I went on for years, a shell of my own existence. No one suspected a thing. I’d mimic the feelings of others when appropriate, as not to let my own feelings show. I was afraid if I let myself feel, I’d be stuck in the memories without escape. And now it’s come true.
I’m in college with remarkable grades; I should be content with […]
I hate my mom. I have this rage when it comes to my mom. She walks into the same room as me and want to leave. The thought of her disgusts me. I have no reason to hate her but she bothers me. I can’t stand her I don’t know why please help.
Howdy my name is phill. Im allway’s thinking about it. Ending it
where am i?
how did i get here?
i think i came by choice..
so why cant i leave by choice?
why do you keep me here;
keep me in my prison.
why do i miss them so much?
why did i ever leave them?
and what about the ones that left me?
the people i left; the people that left me
they equal up to everyone
everyone that matters… mattered
it makes no sense
my life is dazy haze of clutter
step into the clutter; you will find
a thousand needles prick you like knives.
mostly it hurts.
i lied.
it always hurts.
Who is that?
That person staring from the shiny surface
Of every item she’s ever seen
The pretty girl, with short brown hair
Her eyes are huge, so curious
You’d never know she was a mess
Fingers sliding down a mirror
Searching for a bit of pink
But her face is perfect
Leaning across a hollow sink
Not one trace of bitter tears
On her face so ivory pale
You’d think her flawless
The girl everyone wants to be
Gliding gracefully through gleaming halls
She’s radiant, due to confidence
But she’s not happy
She’s not free
Her exterior is false
Her broken pieces almost falling apart
She wants to rip through her skin
Tearing, tearing with nails like claws
Her fragile insides fading to dust
Then maybe she […]
I want it over.
I don’t give a fuck how it happens.
Just, please.
Please, take me.
By my hand,
Or someone else’s.
Just let the suffering.
Pain.
Torture.
Life.
Drain from me.
Let me fall into that everlasting sleep.
Just please.
Fucking take me.
The more you care, and the more you try to be a nice person. The less the world cares about you. A honest person in our world gets nothing but pain and misery. While the liars and selfish get nothing but pleasure. Why is the world we live in like this? Why even try to be a good person when you know that nobody will appricate it in the end. Why the harder you try to make the world a better place for others, does it become worse?
I’m spending the night at my dads tonight..
I went to a movie before I came here.
I didn’t know I was gonna come staight here.
I don’t have my blades.
I can not, will not, handle this.
I’m going insane not thinking about cutting.
i don’t see a light at the end of the tunnel.