I’m 23 years old, and I’m the General Manager of a brand new business my father has opened. This is his first and only business he has ever opened and he has been dreaming about it for a very long time. I am the only one in this family with experience in this industry of business that my father has just opened. So obviously, everything falls to me when it comes to this business. I work 15 hours a day, if I’m lucky and it’s slow I’ll work 12-14 hours. I get 1 day off a week to see my boyfriend. Without going into too […]
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I’m May, and turning 15 this year. Just your typical teenager with normal problems like depression. Haihh. I don’t know where to start. I think I’m being selfish by having problems cause I have shelter, food, clothes, and everything. Well, that’s what my “friend” says. That I should be grateful. I have been thinking about suicide. But I don’t have the guts to do so. I love my grandma to bits and would do anything for her. I’m kind of a loner since I don’t have a friend I could trust. I have acquaintances at school, people I talk to and pretend to […]
Yesterday, I made the hardest and biggest decision of my life.. I went to the police and told them about my ex boyfriend raping me coming close to 2 years ago along with the emotional, physical and sexual abuse and blackmail.. you name it, he done it to me. I walked over to the police station and asked for a police wife that I get on really well with, but I couldn’t tell her what happened, it took about 10 minutes for me to tell her. The minute I said rape, I had the worst panic attack I have ever had, I can type the […]
A documentary about depression and suicide. It follows a boy from birth to his suicide. It shows how powerful depression is. He started talking about and planing his death by the age of 5 and succeeded at the age of 15. It even showed that it was multi generational in his family. For people that don’t believe, you will see how strong the pain is and the struggle to hang on to prevent pain to loved ones seems unbearable.
I am 15 and unfortunately a depressed and frustrated girl. I never had a normal life. I had all kinds of bitter experiences uptil now. My life lacks one thing the most ‘LOVE’ …I wish someone special would be there in my life who would magically fix everything up and would love and care for me so much that i wont feel depressed anymore.
If I was born into a noble family in the 1500’s, I would be happy. I could be a pawn to the king and get killed in battle, at least it would be lawful and acceptable. I’d be a marauder of death, wielding two claymore because shields mean you want to see tomorrow.
If I was born to a caveman 15,000 B.C.E, I would be happy. My mind would be at ease, the only thoughts it could produce would be for survival. I’d likely die before 20 due to some malicious disease, and that’s fine by me.
If I was born in 1997,May 15th, then I would […]
Just like anyone else on this site, I have my problems. I’m a girl who’s 15 and I also feel like I messed up my life. Just young and thought she was crazy in love with a guy. Felt like I screwed up my life by having sex with him and just knowing him. Some people would probably through the bible in my face or scold me about how I made a huge mistake. Yeah, I get it. I screwed up. It wasn’t the best decision I could’ve made, but it’s happened so what can I do about it? It’s not like I did it […]
Hi there I am 19 years of age I have suffered from depression since I was younger then 10 but I always could turn to my dad always knew what to do but he died when I was 11 and I just went worse ever since I have tried to kill my self countless times and so has others I’m hated by everyone including my family I should of died I have over dosed at 13 ended up in hospital kidney trouble I have cut my self tried to slit my neck few months after got caught knife got taken I tried hanging myself some […]
Well… I’m 15. I’m scared to talk to people about my problems, so I thought, why not post what I think on here.
I’ve been going through depression for 3 years now. I’ve been having suicide thoughts. Thing is, I’ve been scared to talk to people. I know they are there to help, my mum, my nan and all. It’s hard to just speak up. I feel like I’m always in there way, so I hardly talk to them about my problems. I’ve told a few of my friends about my problems, but I feel like I’m being self centred all the time and I […]
On april 15 i was on fb and my friend messaged me. “Before i take this bottle i want you to know i have always loved you. You were a good friend i hope you do well”
half skimming the message i wrote ” its been awhile we should hang out tommorrow and catch up on things and yor a good friend also” i had to log off cause the library was closing. The next day a friend called and told me that sheena had killed herself lastnight. My heart stopped and i didnt know what to say… Life blows and thats just the way it […]
Isn’t it funny how I’m breaking to pieces, crying every night, cutting, puking, hating, dying, but no one notices. Not my parents, not my friends and not my siblings even though they ALL now how I feel, that I’m depressed, that I cut and that I have an eating disorder but, they all think I’m better and fine now. It’s like no one notices me. No one pays attention even though I can be so obvious. I’ve been depressed since I was 11. Wake up. I’m 15 now and no one has realized that I’m still the same. No wait that’s a lie. A teacher […]
I’m just so fucking confused. Where do I fit in life. I’m a 15 year old girl. I have no more friends my grades are horrible and I have developed bad socail anxiety. I feel like I can’t be myself around people. I’m just trapped in what people expect me to be. I’m so tired of being a dissapointment just because I want to be me. Now I just turn into a different person around people to please them and I’m tierd of it. I don’t know what I’m going to do with my life and after highschool my grades aren’t good enough to go […]
I’m so tired of everything. So tired. A basic run through of my life is expected I guess so here goes. My name is Shawn, and I’m a depressed loser who’s 15 and lives in Texas. My depression started when I was a little kid. I was exceptionally smart, to the point of having the IQ of a genius. For this, I was constantly picked on to the point where I had to hide bruises from my mum. In addition to that, I was touched as a child by my stepfather. All of this combined to become clinical depression, before advancing into MDD, MAD, DID, […]
I’m severely depressed
and have epilepsy
not a good combo.
I tried to kill myself 9 times in my 15 1/2 years of life
I reached the edge once
I could see a light
my life was flashing before my eyes
then when it was to late
I realized I didn’t want to die.
I realized I shouldn’t have drunken that paint thinner.
It’s amazing that I’m alive.
I still have my occasional thoughts
then I remember
for every bad thing
it seems like something good followed.
I am 15, I live in a house with my mum, my brother and my mothers partner, recently my mother had a baby, but that doesn’t sound so bad, however, earlier in life I was diagnosed with aspergers, and everything went to hell, this was before my mother met her partner, but anyway, after that I knew that I wouldn’t be able to have what every other teenager could have, and my mother seemed to know that too and is personally trying to ruin my life, ever since she heard that I was diagnosed she started treating me like a baby, I had less privileges […]
I just want to say that I love you all. As a community of fucked up people, social outcasts, great minds, the cold and lonely and unlucky people
I love you all. Been on here since i was 15. And on that fateful day I chose to look up suicide methods. I ignored the website that talked about help and such and came here. I found people who were interesting and like me. Although my problems were faint in comparison, it still meant people who were relating and also helpful in my time of need.
I thank you all for your support and to the admins even when i was a shitbag troll. I’m sorry for that. I love you all, as my great friends in a suicidal community. Talk to me on kik […]
After being beaten and abusea by my step farther I run away from home. i spent 2 years sleeping rough before they found me. Refusing to go home he beat me again, this time rupturing my spleen. I was in hospital over 2 months. No one came to visit No contact from any one. Sum years later I am still bitter and angry. I have a gross scar that take up most my chest and can’t take my shirt off without people looking and asking questions. I don’t sleep well and often wake up screaming. I struggle to make friends, trust people an have been […]
I didn’t have a childhood; I don’t remember it. I don’t remember anything properly until age 13. I’ve heard stories; trips to disneyland, birthdays, holidays. I don’t remember anything.
When I was 15, a memory came back to me. A series of memories, in flashbacks.
I was four. I remembered all those times you left me alone in the basement; I remember crying so loudly that the neighbours called social services and I almost got taken away. I remembered that time you were on the telephone, screaming to somebody that you were going to kill yourself and me.
The last memory I have is of the day you […]
(i dont know why its upside down..) This is me. I may not be the prettiest person alive but here i am. I know im not pretty, i hear it everyday from everyone. even my own family. Im used to it. Call me whatever you want. Im a cutter. Im suicidal. This is who i am and nothings going to change that. Ive tried killing myself 8 times. my 8th attempt happened recently about a week ago when people at school started picking on […]
I’ve been through so much only to reach this point again.
Got through my mother hating me my whole life, I get she has problems but not letting your 11 year old participate in family anythings, I mean what the hell. And then I was still expected to function like a normal child while my savior, my dad was sneaking me food. I’m past that now, she did horrid things to me but I’ve forgiven her.
Wow, forgot to mention the fact that my parents were (father occasionally) raging alcoholics put on earth by satan himself, thanks man.
Got through my dad beating me later […]