I have been looking at life insurance that will cover suicide. It appears that most companies that provide this product require the policy to be held for 13 months before the cover of suicide comes into effect. Does anyone have this type of life insurance? I am curious to whether you have to disclose any mental health diagnosis, treatment or past suicide attempts or if there may be any other fine print that may stop a payout on one of these policies?
As the name suggests, I was so lost with life so many times. I think someone on Suicide Project chat introduced me to this song. The lyrics pretty much described everything I felt perfectly. I made a piano cover of the song, but feel free to listen to the original version and let me know what you think of the lyrics.
caveats, inherent to their nature and purpose, usu come after, being creatures that covet comfort, but fuck strunk and white (writers know who the fuck these O-muthafuckin-Gs are) but CAVETE*** if I were asked, what are you rebelling against, my bone marrow would diffuse the clichéd and ironic answer,….;”what the fuck you got?’ thru evry poor, every vessel; my body w2ould find itself inclined, not a single fiber exempt, interstitial fluid would provide the bass line….society no longer bothers me, and there is something intrinsicly wrong with that…but i digress….***cavete; the longer thiese linesz proliferate out into the void of the dead that walk among […]
Sorry if this is a total ramble but nothing makes sense anymore & I need to talk to someone. My entire life is completely fucked. The crazy thing is, I have to best mates and a boyfriend that care about me (at least I think they do) but none of them understand. I mean really understand. My dad died 8 years ago, my 15 year old moved out 9 months ago to live with my ***** mother (don’t even get me started on that subject!), I’ve been forced to rent out my two bedrooms to cover the rent (I’m living in the lounge), I have […]
i was reading today where Belgium gave the euthanasia green light to a healthy 24 year old woman who has been wanting to die since she was a kid. She claimed that life was just not for her. I can relate to that in so many ways. Euthanasia for the mentally ill is gaining ground in that great nation, I just wish it would gain the same kind of ground in the ole US of A.
I remember when Brittney Maynard was giving interviews about her right to die due to her terminal brain tumor. I was hoping that her message would spread to the nifty […]
I’m not evil or I don’t hurt anyone but the dark has pieces of me I can never get back so Im trying to get it back but it feels like im falling back into the hole of the darkness with the depression and loneliness im bringing upon myself I don’t want this for myself I just feel like im drowning in my own head but no one can hear me….it really is a filthy goddamn world we live in its so much pain in the world and people cover it up with a smile.
You never let me do anything. You “said” you always wanted me to “grow as a person” but whenever I didn’t do exactly what you wanted, you hit me. You starved me for days without food, and called me names nobody should ever be called. You measured love by success and trophies, and made sure to cover up all my bruises before a competition. You stole my glory from me. My victories were never MY victories, whenever you talked to admiring parents, they became YOUR victories that I had gained because of you. While enduring this, the flute became my only friend. Well you know […]
the official name has not been solidified but my constitutional amendment proposal has. It has 5 main points.
1. Euthanasia should be an absolute right for those who are terminally ill or severely disabled (such as quadriplegics). This rule should also cover children who are dying as well. It must be there choice.
2. Euthanasia for the mentally ill should be an absolute right for people who agree to take a 30-90 day stent in a psychiatric hospital for intense therapy. If the mentally ill patient still wants to end there lives, than there wishes should be granted.
3. Euthanasia for criminals should be a choice for prisoners […]
I have just joined the site , but I have been keeping a timeline for years now at my face book wall. I am a real American Horror Story , and a victim of a serious cover up of human rights abuses. Page is RobertSteinerJr.1@face book. Way to much to import here …
Sometimes we wake from a dream and realize we’ve been dreaming some part of that dream over and over again.
This morning I woke from a dream with the knowledge that I’d dreamt about the same fish tank many times.
The tank was covered by some kind of sheet, and had been neglected by me for such a long time that no fish could possibly be alive.
I left it alone and continued to ignore it.
Eventually, I decided to remove the cover, though I really didn’t want to. But I did. I don’t know the reason why I could no longer ignore it.
To my surprise, […]
Hello everybody.
In my other posts, I do not think I made myself as clear as I wanted to. To me it’s a miracle I’m still here. Still breathing. Still fighting. A couple of weeks ago, I lost my best friend. She said I was too sad for her well-being. How selfish can one be? How inconsiderate?
I’m not surprised I feel like this. I feel like I’m at the breaking point. I feel hopeless not only about my social life but also because of my skin condition. I haven’t mentioned this in the other posts. I have acne. Acne that I can cover up with makeup, […]
This ain’t about what I been through that took its course depression and ptsd is a ***** I self harm cuts cover my body between doctor visits seeing a physiatrist and medicine I still feel the same maybe because I’m alone. My parents say I do what white people do I tried to explain that self harm has no specific race or color I’m hurting inside why cant you see?? They just can’t stand to take the blame for what they’ve done. I’ve tried twice already and boy am I ashamed two many failed attempts it’s like I was meant to be here and suffer […]
Well It looks like I’m all alone once again in my dorm room tonight.. Worse part is I walked down to the lobby of my dormitory and saw a big group of my friends playing a card with a group of guys. Said hi and they said hi back the rest just look at me awkwardly and do I say anything no. Thinking about reopening some old scars on my thighs with one of the spare razor blades in my dresser drawer to cover the pain for a while and just move on…. Much better then break down crying and maybe get some sleep.
So what […]
Peaking through the pipeline, the red retina of a sweet, white death. It tunnels redemption and purification, drilling down through the walls and the ceilings of a deep-seated madness. It’s an exhilarating construction of love.
The sun never sets in the land of betrayal. I expended my life in the liberarion of people’s stains. I avoid the common and the norm, and recklessly crush my knees over new untamed paths, only to find myself chased, still, by memories of spiked colored eyes; stabbing my chest.
I was […]
Take My Hand
Whispers exchanged under cover of the night
Lovers bathed in pale moonlight
His hands on her hips
A kiss on his lips
There isn’t a moment that he’d dare to miss
Close the space between them
Suck the air from their lungs
Let the passion begin
Burning hotter than the sun
There isn’t another that she’d dare to love
She can only hope that she is enough
Could she possibly satiate such an appetite?
When She sees the lust burning in […]
http://suicideproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Cry-Little-Sister2.mp3
by: seasons after
cry little sister cover
I used to self harm on a fairly regular basis. It helps me feel in control of my out of control life. I promised my boyfriend I would quit. I used to have him sit in the shower with me just so I wouldn’t be alone and tempted to use the blade I keep hidden in there. Hell, I even got a tattoo on my left arm to cover the scars and make a promise to myself that I wouldn’t do it again.
Well..today I failed.. no one will see them. No one pays attention and I’m a very convincing liar. My psych doctor calls […]
i didn’t know what love was
I thought it was
Bared breasts
And
Sweat
I just wanted love
So
I didn’t cover myself
I pretended I was asleep
Then I found out
That sex is not love
I’m ashamed
of what my ignorance led to
It led to me
Being dirtied
Will you use your final act to help others in suffering? I am thinking of writing a concise message for the news to pick up on if they cover my death.
Depression and anxiety are real. Hug your friends. Learn to notice signs of depression (they can be hard to detect). Offer your own experiences with pain, and don’t give up on friends going through a rough time. You are likely much more important to them than you think you are.
Am I rambling?
The method must be drastic. I don’t know how specific I am allowed to be here, but I am inspired by the monks in […]
My name is Karman Quinn Steward, I am 20 years old, and I attempted to take my life. Three times…
March 29th, 1994-June 12th, 2012
March 29th, 1994-February 3rd, 2013
March 29th, 1994-August 18th, 2013
For the first time in a long while, I was boiling with a sick determination. I was ready to make one of the above be the cover of my funeral program. Every one of my family members, friends, loved ones, and everything in between would gather to see me finally at peace. The confusion I thought they deserved would cloud their minds…
“I should have called her more.”
“But she […]