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Bathtub

Anyone else committing suicide to be escape the world

by cookietherookie 8/20/2014

written by cookietherookie

I’m afraid of life and all the terrible things that can happen to me. My two worst fears right now are (1)being raped and getting pregnant and (2)being paralyzed from the neck down. I don’t really get that much satisfaction from living anyway. I love the guarantee of peace that death brings. Honestly, i jaunt want to escape the world. I don’t see the point in going through the motions of life when I can just end my miserable existence as soon as possible.

I plan on ending my own life as soon as I get my hands on some sleeping pills and have the house […]

8/20/2014 5 comments

I’m crazy..

by JotoAssCat 6/14/2013

written by JotoAssCat

i started hallucinating about 4 days ago. Â i also have a voice in my head. i fight with it a lot. it tells me everything it hates about me, about how i don’t deserve to be happy no matter how much i wish i was.. and it hurts. i used to say those things to myself, and now a part of me got cut off and just lives in my head. i’ll have a good time with my friends, and it will tell me not to smile because my smile is ugly. i’ll put makeup on and it will tell me nothing can fix my […]

6/14/2013 2 comments

Sometimes I Feel Like…

by renegadeRaenbow 6/12/2013

written by renegadeRaenbow

A kitten trapped in a fucking bathtub.
I think I cried for a solid 20 minutes.
I wasn’t prepared for the adorableness.

6/12/2013 0 comment

My story.

by Jladd 5/23/2013

written by Jladd

Jladd here as all of you know and i figured you guys would like to hear my story.

My mom never use to be a drunk or violent. She was once a normal beautiful women who would give you the shirt off her back. But that’s not the case now. I have two brothers and a sister. And then one adopted brother and sister.Â My mother never use to hit me or anything like that but it all started after we moved into our new house and she lost her job. My stepdad was always at work to support us so i never really saw him and […]

5/23/2013 5 comments

Nothing Is Up

by strangemusic 4/20/2013

written by strangemusic

Today my parents are away, so I think I can hang around here not being afraid they’d be peeking into my laptop. And I can ask this silly questing, how do I do it? How do I get diabetes?

And don’t ask what is up with me, ’cause nothing is up. I just still can’t figure out the trick. So many people get it just out of the blue, without ever trying to. I know it has a lot to do with heredity, but not always the case. If it doesn’t run in my family, so I can never get it? I don’t believe it. There […]

4/20/2013 4 comments

Feel so hollow

by Engie 1/9/2013

written by Engie

I’m at my girlfriends place right now. It’s midnight and she’s asleep. I feel no connection to her at all right now. I hate it when she’s like this. I’m so sexually frustrated I want to scream. I tried bruising my knuckles on a wall earlier, but she hates that, so I took Lorazepam. I think maybe if I just leave her someone might make me feel attractive again, but she deserves more than that really, after all I put her through. Or maybe I am just unattractive, anyway.

I’m so tired right now and I have work tomorrow but I just can’t sleep. I’m thinking […]

1/9/2013 0 comment

I am afraid

by agirlinthisworld 12/22/2012

written by agirlinthisworld

Tonight I have thought about driving over a bridge, drowning in my bathtub or just slitting my wrists with broken glass. It’s a disease. Suicide is something that takes you over and makes you weaker and weaker.

Strange that today I am willing to take my life when I remember pulling through all the difficulties, I am still alive but it’s not that I have to just keep on going through and surviving through yet another hard time but that I have to remember and re-live the pain of when I first held a bottle of pills. It used to be that nobody knew, that behind […]

12/22/2012 3 comments

Well, here goes nothing.

by shadow 12/17/2012

written by shadow

Alright, I know this is more of a suicidal story site, but I was thinking and I almost attempted suicide, so I guess it sorta counts.

When I was about 3, my mom and my dad were constantly fighting. My mom was sleeping with other men, after she was married to my dad, to try to get rid of him. She apparently hated my dad, and wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. She was on several drugs, (and according to my grandmother so was my dad but before I was born) and she had all sorts of health problems, one night she even passed […]

12/17/2012 26 comments

I want to talk about myself for awhile.

by airq12 11/24/2012

written by airq12

Hi. My name’s Erynn. I’m new to this website, and wanted to introduce myself. I thought the easiest way to do this, was to make a small list of facts.

1) I don’t have my drivers license yet.

2) I go to therapy.

3) I hate myself; there’s nothing about me that I like. Nothing.

4) I have no friends.

5) My parents are frustrated. They love me, but don’t know what to do with their daughter. Mom ignores me, and Dad just gives one-word answers.

6) I started being depressed in the 4th grade.

7) Going out in public makes me utterly sick. I feel like everyone’s eyes are on me. […]

11/24/2012 12 comments

Suicide Attempts

by thisfreak 6/16/2012

written by thisfreak

Hi, my name’s Mady. I’m 14, and I’ve tried

killing myself 4 times. I wouldn’t say I have the

roughest life, but I do go through a lot of stuff.

And, like everyone I have bumpy roads. Many of

them in facr. The first time I tried suicide was a

couple years after I started cutting. First time

I cutÂ myself, I was around 10? And, first suicide

attempt I was maybe 11. The first time I tried

cuttingÂ myself ’til I died. I was sorta hoping I

would bleedÂ to death. I don’t know what I was

thinking.Â Second time I Â was maybe 13, and

tried drowning myself, in Â my bathtub. It didn’t

work out bedcause my little sisterÂ walked in.

I […]

6/16/2012 2 comments

Finished

by lostchild445 6/16/2012

written by lostchild445

i can’t write anymore. I don’t even have it in me to write poetry. I’m inches from another relapse and the only thing stopping me was the poems. I’ve got no more inspiration. I’m so low I can’t even express it. I want to go back. To cutting. To drugs. To cigarettes. To not giving a fuck about anything. Because this forcing myself to care about life is draining me. Maybe another attempt will set me straight. Maybe if I can just solidify my depression, I’ll never have to be happy again. I’m sure I’ve got more than enough razors and pills. Maybe I’ll drop […]

6/16/2012 3 comments

The horror stared right into my eyes

by Firemanhero 6/15/2012

written by Firemanhero

This is about me 3 years ago and how I survived looking into the horror that I have created. I was a lonely person my whole life and I been reading all the time. What else does a boy with no friends have to do. Anyway at age of 17 I spent months in my room reading. I had hundreds of books there. And one book which I ran across had affected me in a very bad way. I got interested in it and I read it over and over and somehow suddenly it affected me. I began to have paranoid thoughts and become scared […]

6/15/2012 6 comments

Help me guys

by smileisafrown 4/3/2012

written by smileisafrown

I knew I wasÂ pregnant, at only 16 the morning sickness had made my day a living hell. No one knew, and I wasn’t old enough to buy Plan B. No one knew, not even my boyfriend. I’m sure my friend had figured it out. On top of having trouble in school with myÂ severe A.D.DÂ and having my mother threaten to kick me out, my abusive father, and having a rare form of MultipleÂ Sclerosis (M.S) I was sure things couldn’t get much worse. So one night after everyone went to sleep.

I sat in the bathroom, watching the tub fill with steamy water. I was already drowsy from […]

4/3/2012 2 comments

Annie’s song

by rainbowsh3rb3rt 3/29/2012

written by rainbowsh3rb3rt

I sat in the bathtub, playing the same songs over and over but I wasn’t really listening.

It wont hurt. Someone told me you just get confused. Then it’s over.

I held my breath and dove under the soapy water. It was the first time I had done something like this. I had always wanted to die, but I had never tried to do it. Today was different.

It was a strange feeling. I had been under water plenty of times, I practically grew up at the local swimming pool, but today I wasn’t pretending to be a mermaid or trying to improve my backstroke: Today I was […]

3/29/2012 5 comments

Untitled..

by Unknown_Schizophrenic 3/9/2012

written by Unknown_Schizophrenic

Why is it that ALL I feel is pain?
My days are always getting flooded full of rain.
I say this bathtub is blooded, watchin all this blood drip.
Just ONE more cut across maybe down both wrists.
My wish, is to be in my world.
This is the most I’ve ever bled, my brain is getting fed up with all this bull shit.
Maybe I should get a pistol and find that full clip.
Yeah!, I think that’ll work, but then again I want the pain to hurt. I like slow pain.
Just one more cut, I promise this is IT.
Where’s my pills […]

3/9/2012 1 comment

Please say it’s alright

by swim-away-little-fugu-fish 3/1/2012

written by swim-away-little-fugu-fish

I am in debt so far over my head that i’m afraid of everything. i don’t answer my phone because it is always the bank. i shred my mail without reading it.

I have watched myself do terrible Â things to people i supposedly loved for no reason with no way to stop it and it will happen again and again. no reasons, just pain and anger and manipulation. words i can never take back. i strangled my ex until Â i could feel his pulse in my hands and i wanted so badly to kill him for what he’s done.

I’m so broke I started doing porn and […]

3/1/2012 6 comments

two more months

by vthrohrt 2/27/2012

written by vthrohrt

Two months ago I posted on here that I was going to kill myself in my bathtub as a retirement present to my dad, so he wouldn’t have to deal w a terrible daughter any more. I tried to jump off a bridge, but I chickened out. I went home to my drunken fiancee, the kid I’m going to ruin, called my dad that resents me, and promised them and myself I’d get better.

A month later my abusive drunken fiancee decided to hurt me in front of our son. Ironically, I begged him not to kill me. I haven’t spoken to him in a month, […]

2/27/2012 7 comments

Impossible to go to sleep and wake up to another day

by Freija 6/1/2009

written by Freija

I don’t want to live anymore, it’s that simple…

I am a dreamer, and throughout difficult times in my life, I always had this light pulling me toward better days.

I am now 35, depression has always been a part of my life, and I am feeling exhausted.

I lost everything, I am left with nothing.Â Building my life again would take me an incredible amount of strength that I do not have at this point.

I know what is the core of my endless suffering: I simply need love.Â But that cannot be done consciously, and when I have truly loved, I have always lost.Â I cannot keep […]

6/1/2009 4 comments