My name is Carly. I’m 30 years old and am from Alabama. I attempted to slit my wrist at age 16 and had to be hospitalized twice in one month. I didn’t even complete my sophmore year of high school because of my problems,but by the grace of God I passed anyway and finished high school in 1999. Being born with Spina-Bifida and being forced to wear diapers because of bladder and bowel controls problems I was the object of constant ridicule all through grammar school and high school. In fact,I was the only person in my senior class who didn’t have a date for […]
Can you lable what I have become?
I am everything you know shouldn’t be
Watch me, as I slip further
Can you see the emptiness ahead?
If your rope could reach me, would you pull me in?
Observe me in this ocean of despair
Am I a waste of flesh and bone?
An existence of suffering is not a life
I am but Dead wood drifting away
Falling further behind the pack
This runner is out of the race
Don’t look back as I fade away.. A loser from the start
To push on through this purgatory
Leave this pain and emptiness
Onwards, the other side of mystery and uncertainty awaits
Fear and anxiety won’t alter my course
As nothing unknown […]
Shut Up
I’m 15. I’ve been through about everything. I know what it’s like. Not eating to be skinny, trying to change myself to look good. You know what? After trying and trying, I’m finally happy with the way I look.
That’s the only thing I’m happy about. The way I look. I’ve become this miserable person.
My friends ditched me, I’m depressed, have tried to kill myself, cut, starved, and I have panic attacks.
My life has become hell. I’d love to talk with anyone who feels/has felt the same way.
Skype: rachel_andress
i dont want anyone to judge me cause i want to die…they dont know how i feel so noone has the right to tell me im a coward or god will save me or any of that…i just want to talk to someone who also wants to do this and its decided to do it as i feel right now…send me a comment with you email or however you want it…
You may be dead, but I am here to bring you back to life. I have read your stories, holding sympathy for everyone of you. I have burned in my own Hell, over and over again. I was wallowing in it, crying continuously, I cut myself continuously, I drank myself to the point of death. I know Hell. I know how to get out of it. I can not judge, it’s not me. I love to talk. I would be glad to hear your stories. I will listen, and talk with you. I will post my own stories, and hope to get some comments. I […]
well some people say i am really out going and that i should not cut myself but i cant help it!! the hole reason i do thatt is because my little sister died. the story is that i was baby sitting her and we where reading a book and some one broke into are house and we where hiddinng and the guy took her and killed her and i blame myself for it and so do my parents do to it all my falt and i no it so if she coulnt have a happy liffe i cant either because ever one in my family […]
i need someone… im dying and i may end it all tonight. i feel it. like its calling my name. i was born messed up and i had the ubilicle chord wrapped around my neck when i was born. i should have died then. im dying… very quickly. i dont know why im writting this post if im just gonna die
When I actually think about it. I’ve been depressed, for quite a while now. last year, I was depressed the entire year, except for my good moments but y’know. 2009…can’t remember much off the top of my head. But I’m pretty sure my depression started around…march, that year? I think so. kinda hard to tell, it creeps up on yah.
almost two years then. I’ve only just begun to have ‘the thoughts’. I expect I could take around 2, maybe 3 more years. that’s a long time to get myself sorted. I wonder how my grades will be effected though. man, they’ll definatly drop. they’ve dropped […]
So, I was watching the 2003 version of Astro Boy and have fallen in love with an anime character. You know why? They always love you, never leave you, and they never ever aren’t there for you. Dr.Tenma… He’s something. Everyone tells me I’m stupid, but I found it quite fun to say I love Tenma. Even I don’t know if its really love, but I do know that it keeps me happy and stuff. <3
I’ve come to a point where I can’t even look in the mirror.I can’t stand myself.I hate it everytime I even dare to find something good about me.If I look in the mirror and I think “My hair’s pretty today,” the next thing that comes to my mind is “No, you’re so arrogant.Fuck off, you are ugly.You have to, otherwise you wouldn’t be so lonely.”.I am lonely, indeed.I may have a few friends, but in the last couple of years my circle of friends got smaller with each day.And even though I may have some friends, I still can’t name ’em that way properly.I never […]
whats up everyone. just had a few things on my mind i wanted to ask some people here. has anyone tried to starve themselves to death before? to me it seems like the most natural way to kill yourself. or do you find it hard to stop eating? to me food is like life force, if you want to stop living just stop eating. also another good way to go seems to be a heroin overdose, it seems like it would be relatively peaceful. i think people have the right to end their lives, and it doesn’t need to be done in a horrible or […]
I am glad I found this site, the entire Suicide Concept truly amazes me and has for years….
I am confused by the many posts from people that state they are in some type of *pain*. I am not sure ‘pain’ is the correct word to use, or maybe my situation is just different than others. I do think you might want to read mine, or hell maybe not. I’m male, 44, married to one of the most beautiful ladies I have ever laid eyes on for 24 years, 3 children. I have a good job, decent house. So maybe I am not the typical stereo-type […]
Where was God when I needed a friend? And where was God now that im coming to an end? Where was God when I lost my mind? Where was God Now that im wanting to die? Memories consume me it feels like there opening the wound’s that leave scars on me. This pain is picking me apart again. You all assume I’m safe here in my room and things will get better. but your wrong. The pain is trying to start again.I don’t know what’s worth fighting for or why I always have to scream.I don’t know how I got this way. I know it’s not alright. After school i run […]
I died a long time ago… at least that’s how i feel, it’s like living in another dimension, i see people smiling and enjoying LIFE and i try to do the same but i just don’t feel it any more, the more i try the more i get sick, i can’t pretend everything is alright anymore i can’t put my fake smile anymore.
I wake up everyday and i see the stupid sun. can’t stand my parents’ mood anymore i just feel empty, music reminds me i’m alive i guess but i’m getting tired  so when i say i would be better 6 feet under everyone […]
Family seems to always get in my way.. I try to get strong but some how they always knock me down..
I’ve really started to hate my cousins girlfriend. She clams she loves him and I know she doesn’t, not because shes young but the things she says, the way she acts.. My cousin can feel something wrong but wont face it. I’ve tried and tried again but he wont. She had once asked him if he wanted to have sex and he said if you want too. Then she said well no my mom would find out. To me this sounds like […]
Do you have a low self-esteem or a high one? personally i dont really know what i have i mean i tell everyone im awsome and i guess i believe it myself but i always feel empty inside and i honestly dont know why.My teacher was to busy today so she couldnt tell the guidance councelor about my poem but she’ll probably tell her tomorrow i keep getting this feeling that whenevr the guidance councelor does come to see me that she’ll pull me out of math class and we have this class in school called group guidance were they stick classes of 7th graders […]
So i go to this school where everyone’s white cept me.
They all come from doctors and lawyers.
Listen to music like Justin Bieber and Britney Spears.
I like soul and Chrisofer Drew.
So today the teacher asked me what we wanted to be.
White boy in the front: I want to be a doctor
White girl in the front: I want to be a therapist.
White boy in the middle: I want to be a pro basketball player.
Finally it’s me.
Me: I want to be a tattoo artist.
Snickers and stares.
Teacher calls my mom. Mom shouts at me.
“Do you think a girl like you could ever do something as dirty as that?”
Silence.
“What’s so […]