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What will it take to show you that it’s not the life it seems (I’m not O.K)….

by Nat.... 5/1/2012

written by Nat....

I told him, about my thoughts. Naturally he didn’t want me to do it. He just surprised me with his kindness.

So… Anyway. Life is shit. Only 21 days now? sweet, I can’t fucking wait. I’m sick of this life and this family and all of the arguements. My brother is a selfish prick, my sister is a *****, My mum just fucks me off all the time… And my dad. Bless him, trying to help but really, he was just making things worse. He shouldn’t blame himself though. I have found out how to cause bruises! 😀 which is amazing as they are easy to […]

5/1/2012 6 comments

Hello?

by subtle_bloodstains 3/22/2012

written by subtle_bloodstains

Hi. This is my first time ever posting to this site or anything like this site. I found this site doing research for my suicide, but I’ve come back multiple times just to read the posts because it seems that there are people here I can identify with.

So I suppose that I should tell my suicide story? I will try, but it’s not much of a story. It’s nothing compared to some of the things I read here, or see and hear at school. I know I have no right to feel the way I do, but that knowledge doesn’t change what I feel, it […]

3/22/2012 12 comments

Without Sleep, Theyre Nightmares

by Rain 3/9/2012

written by Rain

Sleep…I remember those days when i was able to fall asleep..listening toÂ his breathing. Those days when Skye wouldÂ lay next to me and her body would keep me warm. Those same days when i had no choice but to drift into a deep sleep because hanging out with my friends…and him…would tire me out. Sleep…sly sleep..escapes me now. Leave me with nightmares still…fully awake. I see their faces. I hear their voices…i smell them..just like in the dreams that once brought me joy. Without sleep…without them…those memories become nightmares..and daymares..and thoughts of suicide..but it isnt suicide..its eternal sleep. As I type she lies beside me…but i […]

3/9/2012 0 comment

anger is not good company

by JBCubbs 1/29/2012

written by JBCubbs

i hate my family sometimes. family are supposed to be the ones who support you no matter what. not my family. member of my family will turn on you as soon as they have something solid enough to use against you, and tear you down. my family is all about power and control. they need to have control over each other. even if it makes the ones being controlled miserable and suicidal. they don’t care. at this point i would love to kill myself in front of my mom just to spite her ass. she so horrible to me sometimes. she knows how fragile, and […]

1/29/2012 1 comment

i’m just so scared….

by 13vida 1/2/2012

written by 13vida

i just gotta let all of this off my chest, it hurts so much. it’s been 40 days since i last cut, since my father said that the next time i cut, he would do something about it, he would put me in a facility that would help me, unlike my mother. i know, not cutting is a good thing, but you have no clue how much it helps. everyone has drama, at home, at school, whatever, but i just got to tell someone, even if no one reads this sh*! and i gotta tell u, it’s long, but if you could help me, i […]

1/2/2012 12 comments

the worst part

by tiki 6/18/2009

written by tiki

i don’t have much to say, but the worst part of why i want to kill myself is that nothing bad has ever happened to me. nothing really bad. i have parents who love me. i’m engaged to be married. until recently i had a good job, but a job loss isn’t the cause of this, i’ve wanted to die since i was fifteen. whenever anything goes wrong in any capacity i think about it. i can’t stop it and i don’t want to think about it but i do. it’s selfish i guess, for attention maybe, but all the people that hurt me, i […]

6/18/2009 2 comments

Lost

by hauntingyou 4/29/2009

written by hauntingyou

I have been depressed for almost 2 years now. I told my aunt that I was depressed about 1 year ago. The reason why I’m depressed will take me to long to explain, so if your wondering why, check the post that says: “Wishing, Waiting, Dieing”. Anyway, she took me to see a consular a couple of days after I told her how I felt. At that first meeting I was told that if I wasn’t better within the next month, I would be put on a depression pill. A month goes by, nothing. Another month goes by, nothing. I start to let the pain […]

4/29/2009 4 comments

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