I see your point. As mortals we all have this innate “will to live” to defy death and look in right in the face and triumph over it.

Like in the movies: for example in 2012.
If that were to actually happen like it did in the movie (the arks at the end were far-fetched) Why try and survive? Where the heck would you go, why would one place be safer then another? How would anyone know that?

Another good movie thats hard to watch:The Road, end of the world type. with Viggo Mortensen, watch it ppl, that is exactly what would happen, and […]

Life is a card game. We all givin different hand’s. Some good some not so good. Some win big some lose big. Some just fold.
Weather you play snap or poker it’s just a game.

It hits me again
another wave
caught off guard
and unprepared
heart beats faster
too fast for comfort
racing unnaturally
lungs too heavy
can’t inflate
smothered by
their own weight
can’t escape it
left devastated
by the panic wave

yesterday i figured out another way inflict pain on myself. i forgot how strong i am when i’m really pissed. so i smacked my arm a couple times and my forearm was red. my younger brother completely pissed me off yesterday. i dont understand why he has to be such a brat. and my sister thinks everything is a frickin game. why is it that every little thing pisses me off. i really need therapy. Burning doesnt help much, but hitting my hands and arms against stuff helps a bit i feel much better. i actually almost broke my wrist by hitting it as hard […]

I’ve been thinking of suicide alot lately. Actually… my whole life. I’ve had severe depression since the age of 3. Right now I’m in my mid-30’s. I’ve been on different medicines and tried different kinds of therapy but nothing seems to work. I believe this just might be something I’ll have to live with all my life.

I was born into a very bad situation. Let’s just say that my body betrays me big time. I’ve had a very hard life and have experienced things no one should have to go through. I many times have horrible luck and everything- and I mean everything- is difficult […]

I don’t understand what mental health professionals are thinking by locking people up in secure facilities. Seriously? What makes you think that removing a person from his/her life, from everything s/he is familiar with, from everything that may comfort him/her and dropping him/her in an environment completely devoid of privacy, humanity, normalcy, etc. is supposed to help? How in the world does placing someone who is suicidal with a bunch of other suicidals “help” him/her? It doesn’t. It only makes things worse, because you talk to these people, feed off their negativity, their own loneliness and learn their personal techniques to self-harm.

It would make sense […]

I’ve tried overdosing. I’ve tried cutting. I’ve tried strangulation. I’ve tried ingesting chemicals. Nothing works. And I hate it. So lately, I’ve been searching around for other ways. Other ways that won’t seem so… obvious. Other ways that, in the event I fail, I won’t be carted off to the loony bin afterwards.  So I figure: infection. Acquire a small cut. Keep it open. Rub some dirt in it. Get it infected. It gets red, swollen, *****. Soon, I get ill, a fever, and with luck, the infection travels to my blood. It’s painful, sure, and likely to take a long time, but I don’t […]

okayy so the past week has been has been hard my mom sat there an called me names ..
dont even kno what to do any more lucky people that i love are here 4 mw they reely do help you alot:)<\3

I recall about four months ago when I went to one of my friends birthday party.  Another friend had brought his girlfriend and they were  so happy all night.  Then he gave her a kis and the sound of it was the sweetest thing I ever heard and later that night I just completely broke down in my room and cried so hard, because he doesn’t deserve it.  He always takes girlfriends for granted, hes cheated on one or two and he broke up with this one, after like 5 months.  I don’t understand why he keeps getting girls and I, no matter how much […]

I’m just existing, I perform the basic human necessaties, I have extreme anxiety especially at night knowing that I have to get up and go to work in the morning It’s hard for me to fall asleep and as soon as my alarm goes off my mind immediatly ‘shuts down’ I don’t want to get out of bed and face the day, face reality, anxiety takes it hold over me, its the whole process of another day, over and over again, I avoid ppl at work, I force myself to smile, only if they smile first…the stupid little things drive me crazy. I escape through […]

Has anybody ever ordered a ready-made helium”exit” bag from the Gladd Group in California  (I understand that it is $60 and may be ordered through mail only)?

I am seriously considering utilizing this method, as I have exhausted all resources for years to make things better, but to no avail; things only seem to get lousier. The chronic distress and suffering has become too overwhelming and exceeded all coping resources available, so I need a means of exit that is as painless as possible. If living is suffering, then I cannot keep going on like this. Just sick of “going through the motions” of basic living.

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When I was around 6 years old I was molested for about 3 years by my neighbour. Both my parents would be at work so I’d have to spend hours at their place. She’d tie me down onto a bed or a chair or pin me to the floor and brutilise me with household objects and afterwards would always threaten that if I told anyone she’d hurt me a lot more and no one could stop her. Being so young and stupid, I was scared to tell anyone, afraid that she’d keep her promise

My parents were completly ignorant to this, probably that my dad wouldn’t […]

Lately I have been very sad, and I usually come home from school crying. I am not sure if this is true or not, but my mind is constantly telling me that I am ugly, stupid and have no talent. My parents had me by accident, and sometimes I feel like they don’t want me. I’m not even sure how my friends feel about me. I feel like God made me as a joke, just to laugh at all the stupid things I do. Sometimes I feel like everything would just be better for everyone if I just ended it all. I am only thirteen years old, […]

How come I see people all around me happy and smiling? How come I see people around me always with others or with a loved one?

I log on facebook and see all my old high school “friends” happy with girls in their arms or happy with buds while I’m all left out here alone. How come..? We were all the same and hung out and were in the same clubs and sports team, yet how come everyone one of them is happy while I’m all alone here in my room and depressed and suicidal? How come the girl I was with, who was also depressed […]

im lost everythings seems already dead to me. ive been depressed since 14 but now its getting unbearable.

I was so fucking afraid I was going schitzophrenic. I could barely do anything, I took ‘distracted easily’ to a new level, my friends had to snap me out of stareing into thin air, and I kept stopping half way through sentences. Also that last post |: I don’t remember it.

but I cried today, first time in, god, i’unno how long. I used to cry alot a at the start of the year. I guess I just need to concentrate on letting go regularly. Not loose myself again like I did these past few weeks. D:

HAPPY ST.PATTY’S DAY!!!!!!!!!=-D Well ive been tired of faking the smile in school and noooooooooow my homeroom teacher keeps asking whats wrong because apparently ive been “depressed” and nooooooooooow she’s gonna hand in a note to the guidance councelor stateing how unhappy ive been lately.Im too lazy to tell her that “nothing’s wrong” and that im just too tired to talk but watever so tomorrow if the guidance councelor wants to talk she’s gonna have to call a meeting during school hours because there’s noway in hell im gonna have a meeting with her after school.Especially if my grandma is picking me up (and she […]

I’m not living, I’m merely existing. And merely existing is so mundane and lonely that I don’t know how many more years of existing I can take.

Today i finally cried…………………..

Today i sat in a stall in the girls bathroom and cried, but i also raked my finger nails across my left wrist. It felt good but i dont think it helped but yes i did feel better for once i didnt draw blood which was a good thing for me. it felt good t finally cry, and even better when no one asked questions, becasue usually someone with tear stained cheeks draws some attention. i feel better though…….

and my best friend forgave me and i am truly glad!!!