tthats just how i’m feeling today. my only friend i texted on monday and he said he was busy andd he would text me, but i havent heard from him. my dad thinks i am an idiot and can never take any opinion of mine seriously. the person i replaced wh3n i got my job is coming back and i am told i will stay but we are slow and i feel like an extra just doing nothing, plus it is a girl and she is really annoying and she argues with the boss all the time, and i just dont want to be there, […]
i totally agree with everyone not presently abiding in a veggie garden when they say that fb sucks a bag of dicks…..my pg is not like that….not a single vacay photo or cutesy baby pic in sight…..(full disclosure, it is still a bit depressing) i set it up under a pseudonym so ppl that know me, wont know it’s me…it has my favorite songs about suicide, picts of self immoliation,things i think are cool, and excerpts from diffrent things i’m writing so ppl can tell me if it sux or not, ….since i dont wanna invite ppl “i know” (i use quotation marks here bc […]
i am tired of soooo much pain…
I got in trouble at school because i thought someone was my friend but they turned there back on me and said i did things that i never meant to do i can’t ever seem to get anything right like i look around and everyone seems to be doing good and i’m hoping and wishing that i could have their secret, that one day i could be happy with who i am,and what i am i wish i could be happy with myself
Uh i just need to write this to someone,maybe this time someone out there will hear me i can’t do this anymore being ingored by everyone.So i guess this is a blog where we share our suicide stories it is my first time doing this i hope i don’t get judged even in here.So here is my story..My name will remain unknown for reason but i am 16 years old.When i was a little kid i was very very outgoing never shy of anyone i would always laugh and be happy i can say i had a pretty good childhood.but everything changed when i was […]
i will not say why i want to suicide, i dont want you to tell me that i should accept what is happening or blah blah blaah..
i just want to die, i really really want to, for to times i took more than 25 pills and nothing happend, just pain, and now i know that it is not a good way to suicide, brcause it won’t kill you, so i am asking for an easy way to suicide, please help me..
Why Imagination is better than reality?
Why is Imagination better than reality?
Why is fantasy better than reality? Why fantasy is better than reality?
What puzzles me the most is human’s mind / human’s brains and imagination better than reality / human’s fantasy is better than reality.
for example:
just look at the movies, novels, comics, games, books, , animations (anime / manga), science fiction (sci-fi), fantasy , like Star Wars, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Narnia, Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, Swords Art Online, Interstellar, etc etc, they are much more interesting, full of POSSIBILITIES & varieties / variations, and better than reality / BORING reality […]
i am a29years male,nothing exites me any more, i dont have any friends, i always thought about suiside,attemted few times but failed, my parents dont know it, i have quit my job,want to kill my self any how, i dont sleep now ,dont know whether i have insominia or not, but it doesnt mater anymore,its not that i havent fight it,, i am fighting it from past 3 or 4 years, but it beyond control now, i just want to kill myself anyhow possible,plz dont give me crap shit, just tell me new and possible painfull ways of death.
i think it was the lack of sleep that sent me over…..the edge is not a quantitive thing that can be easily explained to those of whom have not been privy to the discomfort that comes with going over it….i had a ceasure and hurt my hip in the process i suppose, i was not concious for it so am therefor unsure…..i spent some time away but life has yet to leave, for which i am obliquely thankful, greatful even….
Hi everyone,
I just want to say that
fuckably suicidal is totally in fashion, check out the latest issue of vogue. plasticine earth destruction ultra HoTT,
more thought into fitting in than anything else,
Normality
Objectification of women, wonder what it’s like to have a penis?
Or a soul?
My name isn’t Vincenzo. Existential criseses, crisii;
rudimentary peni,
We all get what we deserve.
Isn’t that the case? Then humanity, then me,
then I,
heard a rumor about there being hope
kit kat wrappers desoulate crumpled can of Natty light
shotgun blast in the garage, understandable
functional toddlers and tiaras , advanced degree of vapidity
I think about killing myself every day. The things I’ve done. The things people have done to me. My life. I have no home, I couch surf to random people, exs who’ve hurt me but I’m so lonely I don’t even care. Too selfish to remember what I’ve done to them. I’ve cheated. I’ve lied. I hate myself. I don’t know what to do anymore. I am in so much debt. I was hit by a drunk driver a few years ago and almost died. I wish today that I would have. Or maybe I am and am already in hell.
I have tried suicide so many times and ended up in hospital, but all i want is for the pain to stop, my ex boyfriend to leave me alone, he is the reason i’m in this mess, killing my baby and beating me up, breaking my bones and my heart. scars and nightmares is all i have now, and i just want to be better and feel better but i cant. he turns up and beats 50 shades of shit out of me, and all i can do is smile and pretend nothing is going on. when i feel like i need to tell someone […]
the shrink doesn’t think there is anymore drug wise he can do for me. he doesn’t think my depression is a chemical imbalance . so as of today i have stopped taking my meds. he doesn’t know this. i guess he will figure it out when i stop seeing him. from my research it seems i will be in for a hell of a ride. oh well. doesn’t sound like any of it will be lethal but one can hope. maybe the only thing it will accomplish is to clarify my desire to be dead. been thinking about it hard and heavy. haven’t procured the […]
Suddenly i realized that it is not my nightmares i am afraid of, or the monster that hides inside me, nor the ghosts that hide in the corners or the darkness inside my mind.. i realize that what I’m actually afraid of is being alone.. “alone” that awful word to hear.
I keep getting these constant fears that im going to end up all alone and it seems like it might be true.in 10 years will my parents even be alive and were will I be if there not here to take care of me.im going completely insane cause Ive never worked.i don’t do college . I’ve never been in a relationship nor is anyone even remotely interested in me.no kids.im disabled I want to die but am a coward who cant find the strength to jump off a bridge and the only other thing ive ever tried is overdose . everyone says im doing well […]
i felt hate towards everything. then i got mad at God. now i am just sad. I wont slip into despair this time. i just really wish i could cry. i have not shed a tear in years. i have wept with joy. i remember feeling that happy. i feel the urge, but tears wont come. meh…..
I have believed ever since i survied a suisied attempt at age 15 that i will live 113 years. i am 50, almost 1/2 way there. every day, i choose to live. i also believe that if i meet God,after a natural death, i will ask it if i could please not exsist . i don’t see myself chill’n with God for an infinit amount of time.
being married helps. so does having 5 cats. i had plants, but plants & cats do not mix.
to the owners of this web site, thanks for the safe place to let this out. i feel about 5 lbs. lighter.
I am a failure. i am at a loss. i have received advice. i thought that following it would suffice. but as the time passes and as i reevaluate my life…
i am supposed to pursue art next year and go study abroad in italy to broaden my understanding of what i am getting myself into. but in order for me to pursue that future i only needed to graduate.
i only needed to pass the three subjects that i had failed last year.
i did well during the first few months but i started to go on a downward spiral halfway. no one understands how depression […]
No point in living im am just giving up but I cant do it cause I can’t live with out her but I don’t even know if she still likes me we took a break and we still haven’t talk since its been about 3 weeks. When I first met her I was thinking about killing my self but we become good friends and then we dated she saved my life she never knew I was feeling like that cause I was scared to tell her. I don’t know what to do and my old feelings are coming back about ending it all. ;(
I sometimes feel as if I can not tell the difference between actual reality and the one in my mind. I think the worst of people and their intentions. I want to trust. Especially when people are seeming to earn it and be found deserving of my trust. However I can not shake the feeling that it is all just an elaborate act. I don’t like people. I used to. Not so much anymore. Maybe that’s just because of the people in my life that love me, spend their time and energy on me and have no idea who I really am and how dark […]