I don’t want people to know that I’ve thought about killing myself. Because they’d just write me off as crazy. Especially teachers. But I want people to be aware of it, even if they don’t know who it is. So I write suicidal poetry and ‘accidently” leave it in classrooms or public or people to find them. Does anyone else feel that way?
I’m 12. it seems kinda young to do this. idk how i got here. i came across this site while looking for stories about people who’ve been through it. my dad died 3 years ago when i was 9. i’m kinda angry over that. he had a 6 year battle with cancer. he was my everything & was truly a good man. my first memory is of being in the hospital after he got surgery. but i don’t get too upset over that. you could say i had a problem with pills. i’d take anything. i had vicodin prescribed for a soccer-related concusion. that was where it started. i progressed to taking 15 […]
What are some good pills to overdose on if you want to commit suicide?
Easy to get, and I would prefer not Paracetemol.
So I finally move out of a horrible living situation and move into a new apartment and bam! I find a roach in my bathroom, albeit small one, but still, a roach.
Derailed my whole “new reality” I was trying to create. Lame. Deflated.
So a couple of weeks ago I told my mother I had a psychologist put the diagnostic manual to my brain and it turned out I have borderline personality disorder and severe depression. She told me not to take such tests. Good advice. But when I told her I was on anti-depressants at one point–a year prior, […]
have you lived in hell all your life and put a smile on it. thats what i do 24/7. i love my family, friends, and enemies. but i just keep going round and round in a circul life. every time i think im goin to stop and enjoy a single moment of life someone or something takes it away if its not my family its my friends if its not them its my enemies and vice versa. and i still put a smile on it i keep asking my self why are you still living and it keeps coming up my mother my mother once […]
hi everyone that has read my story. this is the day after easter, also the day after i posted my story of myself. to make my story so much more shorter, to save people time from my worthless story. im only 17, junior in highschool, i hate my life completly and everything i turned out to be so far. i have no father and the mother i do have, we have no relationship. my father abandoned me when i was a baby, my mother was a teenage mom when she had me… she didnt know how to deal with me. so she took it out […]
Sorry for wasting space on this website. I just feel kin of abandoned and hated. And theirs no one I feel I can trust anymore because I’ve been betrayed so many times. For me I feel that sometimes the only way to stopthe pain is to stop breathing. Forever. Anyway I just decided to post a poem I wrote based on a memmory. Sorry again for wasting space.
evergone
Only a blade
could shatter the sanity
of a child prodegy.
Left alone in an expectant darkness
that seems to slither and writhe around her
my name is alyssa, im a junior in highschool and im only seven-teen. i just turned seven-teen a couple months ago. ive dealt with depression since i was little. the furthest i can remember was when i was in kindergarten, when i started to get these sad feelings. i dont have a father, he abandoned me when i was born and pretended to care by taking me in here and there. only because my grandparents loved me and he lived with them, so he had no choice but to see me. he would steal from me, the clothes my mom would send me with, the […]
I recently thought about killing myself. I just recovered from lyme which was a near death experience seeing as i was blind for a year and in a wheelchair for three months. I just cant think of a good way to go. Im 22 and my iPod seems to be the thing saving me. Whenever i go to the hosptial i bring it and listen to “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” and “Use Somebody”. While other people here have serious problems i just cant get over the fact that i have the choice to die and others dont so many people need help but […]
I feel trapped in a confined space. As though in a coffin six-feet under, scratching at the ceiling desperately though knowing there is no escape. I feel completely disconnected from reality and from people. I want to unleash so many emotions that are inside of me, but can’t seem to express any of them. I have been living in this pain and emptiness for so long, and my ability to cope and manage is falling to pieces. I feel I will be crushed under this pressure.
im not normal… was told…well im sorry.. lifes complicated.. its hard to keep on track and stay perfectly normal…
have u ever experienced that cloud… a dark, fat, taking all the hopes away cloud… u never see it comming..  nobody told me  about its existance…
but once u under it…
what makes it so powerfull… i always believe that people are the strongest , until i saw the killer cloud
he left me, hes said im not normal… i saw it coming… i know i did my mistakes.. he did his…there was a point , where we realised we will never forgive it to each other.. but we kept […]
I dont know what’s wrong with me.
I dont know what’s wrong with me.
I dont know what the issue is.
Life- taken for granted.
tired of living in this COLD and Cruel world.
too much pain
too much suffering.
so much respect for those who make it through the rain
but i for one………………………………………dont have the strength.
17 years old. been so depressed all my life.
pretending the worlds alright
painting a smile on this pretty little face.
this pretty little face that people envy.
this pretty little face that has made me who i am today.
who i am …Â or should it be who i was???
all my accomplishments
all my talents… each day i discover a new […]
i’m not mad at the world, although anger does, at times, distract me from the pain and emptiness i carry inside…i’m no more misunderstood than most people feel…i’ve survived things most people couldn’t imagine, but i’ve known people who have had it worse…i’ve had cancer 3 times, spent 7 years homeless in a wheelchair, had 32 surgeries and made it theough 14 months of chemo, and can now walk, i work taking care of people who would otherwise end up in nursing homes, i’ve been cancer free for 6 years now…i was on my own at 11 years old, in a city where i had […]
well the thing is i just got out of prison i have been out 4 months and already am ready to go back life on the streets is way harder than life behind bars and in my situation even my family members do me wrong and i have tryed to commet suicide about 9 times i have hung my self lit my self on fire slit my throat slit both my wrist and the right way not the wrong one and i am at the point now were if they don’t send me back to prison i am just going to kill my self and […]
the people who claim that it’s going to get better have no fucking idea what they’re talking about – exactly who are they talking about when they say it works – for some maybe – but they have no idea for whom it does or doesn’t work and they keep trying and probing – but really – they have no idea – so they’re doing it for themselves – THAT’s why they’re doing it – they have no fucking idea that while they keep us hanging on – it gets worse – hope – no hope – hope – no hope – hope – no […]
It all seems so useless. I live in constant fear. Everyday is trepidation. There seems to be no way out of my predicament. What control I had, I lost to alcohol. I seem to have lost my free will to alcohol. I lost years ago. Now I may not have another chance. All I think about is my gun and doing it cleanly.
Does anyone know how to make it work by burning charcoal in a small room?
I’ve never been one for these types of thoughts but recently suicide has been on my mind. I’m 29 as of last week and by most of those that know me would say that I’m the social butterfly, very energetic, loyal friend with the beautiful girlfriend.
During the last 2 years of our relationship, we have not only become very close, but her family has basically adopted me as part of their family. Her mother and father love me, and her 3 younger sisters look up to me.
A few weeks ago, she asked for a break, which has been hard for me […]
I am not sure when I became invisible, it seems to come and go. I know I was invisible as a child, but for a time I thought, at least I was smart and funny, but now, at forty, I am invisible again.
Well I know I just added a few posts for others, but I should let you all know who / where I am.  I am 43 years old, have a great wife and a good daughter, but happiness has for all purposes eluded me. I have done many things in my life, some of which I am very proud of, others not so much. Some would was I have been around the block a few times and also through the grinder. PAIN I know, JOY I don’t even have a passing relationship with.
One would think that a good family, a good job, the ability to […]