I dunno guys, I mean if anyone is even fucking reading this that is, but I’m used to being ignored so it’s okay if no one is. But okay so I was saying: I dunno, this is how I feel about this stuff.
I mean everyone on this website is here for a reason, we all have a certain tendency or perhaps curiosity, we’re all at different stages, but whenever I see people actually planning things for real I get so sad. I get sad because […]
8th grade was when it all started. It started in the middle of that year. My dad & I were fighting. He told me that the reason he tried to kill himself was because of me. At that time I started to believe it was me cause of the way I treated him. His mental health issues at that time were up & down. In previous years he was overdosing with his prescription meds which led to him getting into a car accident with me & he also fell down the stairs. Some other things happened like he ran into a tree with […]
ok, obasically was taking into fostercare at the age of 11 bcause mum want me and my dad niglected me, mentaly and physically.I was also living with my grandparents from the age of 5 Â months because my mum left me in the house on my own at 2 months old. I was also passed around all off her different boyfriend so that they could basically sexually abuse me.
when i went into foster care things were up and down for the 8 years. i argued with my foster carer more or less everday and ended up feeling like crap. the crap feeling then turned into anger […]
My Dad had lung surgery today so I was quite busy …but if anyone needs to talk if you feel like shit, call me. My number is 4054643502. I live in Oklahoma. I thought I wanted to die but realized on this site maybe I need to say wait a minute….watch stupid videos that make me laugh. enjoy the time with my dad and my family and give to others if I can. If you want to die , that’s your decision. Im gonna watch Jenna Marbles on utube, realize how fucking ridiculous and stupid things are and try to move on. I know depression […]
There is no treatment for depression. Suicide prevention is shit aswell. This shitty society should stop wasting their time for a so called treatment and prevention.
Just shoot me in the fucking head. What’s so hard to understand about that? I don’t want to fucking live. All available suicide methods suck.
Going in front of a train? Hanging? Jumping? Come on. I just want a god damn gun.
Who wants to live in this shit hole anyway?
Fuck you for making me stay here.
Just another battle I’m going through in my head. My head and my heart don’t know what they want…I’m tired of all the pain. Please God don’t let me wake up tomorrow. I just don’t know what to do anymore. Just take me out of this world and give my life to someone else who deserves it. I’m tired of living. I’m just in bad shape. 🙁
Please hear what I’m not saying. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear, for I wear a mask. I tell you everything that’s really nothing, and nothing of what’s everything, of what’s crying within me.
– The “mask”
Ever since I first thought of suicide, no maybe even before that, I put on the “mask”. For me this social “mask” that I wear has probably caused me a whole lot more damage than hurt, yet everyday when I step out of my bed in the morning, I still put on this “mask”, even if it’s covered in thorns. Why? This “mask” that I […]
I know for a fact that I get too emotionally involved when i watch movies/read books about depression/suicide/self harm. So why the hell do i still do it? When i do this i start to think of how shitty my life is. This makes me start to feel physically sick. They either make me feel like i have no reason whatsoever to be depressed and suicidal or they give me that false Hollywood hope. The characters always have some huge overwhelming problem that makes them depressed or whatever. Me? Well I’m just haunted by my past (been bullied badly), do poorly in school, rarely see […]
I find it really hard to let go and say what I want on this site I guess because I don’t do it at all and if I do it’s once in a blue moon but right now my thoughts are racing and I want to speak freely.
This week hasn’t been to great for me and I’m feeling indifferent about it, I haven’t been able to focus on my work and have been getting very little sleep I guess it’s because last year around Christmas is when my depression was worse than normal. I was reflecting  to last year when I got depression, I remember […]
My mind has a never ending cry for help. I suffer in silence and when I speak people think its just a phase. I hope they’re right, I hope I’m wrong. I always say there’s always a limit for everything, it’s come to the point where the most important people in my life have turned their back on me. It feels nasty, I have disgust in my heart and tears want to flow through my eyes, I want to scream through the walls, yet I keep myself from doing this, I don’t want people seeing my pain, my suffering. So I keep that anger, that […]
so i just found out one of my close friends and also my crush, ran away due to bullying and his depression and then commited suicide. cut his wrist 6 times and then hang himself. i will miss him so much. my heart breaks each day. he was my inpersation and my help. we made sure we both ate and that we didnt self harm. thanks to him i had survived from suicide and i started eating but now that he has gone i have lost my hope. i wish i had seen this coming so i could save him. i loved him i now […]
i was so close. so close. my evil sister told my mom that the past few days i have been overdosing (she knows everything bout me) my mom went into a flip attack and started screaming at me other shit i was so hurt my sister told more hurt my knew before i left the earth. she was contemplating letting it go or taking me to the hospital. she chose hospital. ha i got out of that, thank god. now im in trouble. like lots of trouble. i want away and out of my family im fed up qith them, they parent based on […]
My first post on here after reading the posts for a while.
I let someone in for the first time in years, 11 to be exact, but now I feel worse than ever! I’m 22 and since I was 11 I’ve dealt with feelings of being worthless and being made to feel like I was unwanted, by friends and family and even people I didn’t know. I’ve dealt with being alone for 11 years, I had come to terms with it and even though feelings of depression and suicide would take over from time to time I had found my own ways of dealing with […]
I’ve been glancing around — grasping blindly, I guess — looking for somewhere to vent, and it’s honestly made my sense of social distance worse. I suppose I shouldn’t say “worse,” since social distance isn’t necessarily a subjective feeling so much as an assessment of social place, but whatever.
It’s hard to feel connected to others going through depression and contemplating suicide, given what I’ve seen.
It’d be easier to explain where I am mentally. I’m tired. I’m tired of trying, and I’m tired of what I see. There are amazing wonders out there in the world and even hidden deep in people; I know […]
I dont know where to start.  I’ve been trying to deal with my depression for a long time now and no matter what i just cant be happy.  There are a lot of things that have happened to me and my family in the last few years that contribute to my depression.  Suicide is always something that crosses my mind everyday.  And i don’t know if i want to do it or not.
I guess i could start talking about my family and how they contribute to my demise. Â First off theres my brother (i wont use his real name so he will be ‘mike’ for this” mike […]
I grow tired of the repaired, reconstructed, and rebuilt. I envy many of you who have faced your challenges (depression, suicide, overdose attempts, and so much more).
In all those moments you have made your life easier.
In these comments I commend you, but for many of us the battle of psych freedom is a road longer, darker, and perilous.
I am not trying to compare who is more ill (or was) but staying “just pull yourself out of it” is like a blind parent talking to a child who can see, touch, and taste the sorrow around them.
I am older than many of the […]
I’m 19 now and I’ve been obsessed with suicide for about 28 months (to be precise :P) I don’t remember how it began… when I was 16 I started feeling depressed, literally because I hated myself, especially my appearance. I remember crying every time I looked in the mirror and crying randomly in public. I didn’t tell anyone… I don’t like talking about my problems to people I know well. Another reason I hated myself so much was because I felt so odd. I got so frustrated with myself and my inability to hold a conversation. I didn’t ever think of suicide at that time […]
hello, im 15 years old. i search for help to have hope. there are many things that bother me. every time i get upset or someone i know gets mad at me and argues everything comes down on me. i hold grudges i suppose you could say, but not with anger, only pain. my pain stems from elementary school where a lot of people would laugh at me and be mean because i was chunky, short, and ugly while every one else was skinny and in good health. they also made fun of me because of my mexican accent. moreover, when i was five, i […]
OK, so I’ve been depressed and stuff. My other post was “Wishing, Waiting, Dieing………” . Anyway, if you’ve already read that. Then you’ll understand this one alot more (probably). So, I’ve been really confused these past few weeks (besides depressed, suicidal, ect). First, I’m a lesbian and I have a girlfriend. But I’m not sure if I wanna be in a relationship right now. Because, as you know, I’m suicidal and I’m afraid that I may do something stupid (if you know what I mean) and hurt her. And I don’t want to hurt her. Although I know she will be hurt if I let […]
I’ve been this way for years now. Antisocial. Never the popular guy. Kind of a hermit, I keep to myself. I’ve dealt with depression and feelings of suicide before, but they eventually went away. In the last year though, I’ve really gone back downhill. I’m living alone and I lost by job back in December. That kind of deflated me. For the last year, I’ve been employed for maybe five or six months and for the rest of the time I’ve been jobless. Nothing inspires me. Any job I ever work is thankless and uninspiring and I find myself depressed even when I DO have […]
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