There is nothing wrong with being suicidal, but acting on it is.
It is okay to want to die!!
But just know, you prob, feel that way because ou felt unloved or hated by the world, but we have each other.
And, you know what screw the world.
If you think about it some people in the world who arenot suicidal are more messed up than us.
It’s ok
We just have to know our lives aren’t just for us, we love for Jesus and truth and love and all things good, but if you don’t believe that you can die!
And you may not […]
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Fear
Things would be so much easier if I knew how to not care what people think. Im waay to sensitive.
I just wanna be able to open up and let people help.
HOW DO I NOT GIVE A SHT (within reason)Â I am so desperate because I’m in a constant state of paranoia/fear/guilt. My hearts always racing aswell as my thoughts, which hinders my concentration when Im working. I dont eat much at all because the nervousness suppresses my appitite, I dont think this is a panic attack because its always there> I think I have an overactive amygdala, (always wired/startles easily even when anticipating, crys over […]
When you just don’t care enough to carry on
And every road looks like the wrong way
You feel like you’ve got nowhere to belong
And you can’t get out of bed to face the day
When you drive away the ones that love you most
And you’re left staring into the abyss
You feel that you’d prefer to be a ghost
Because you know that you will not be missed
Then I’ve been where you are, without a doubt
And the way that you feel, ain’t no tongue can tell
It’s a darkened room with no clear way out
You’ve made it to the other side […]
Why did this have to happen?… the world hates people like me and I dont know how to make people happy now…. my mom is getting re-married my dad wants to kill himself my brother is never home and when he is he never wants to talk to me I even have got to the point I cant go on anymore…… It would be best for everyone too they all hate my soul…..I have been shot.. stabbed..and my own mother said I was just better off dead because the world doesnt need another *****…..why?…..why is thhis going on right now?……. please….help…..me……….
I want to disappear. I don’t think I want to die as such, I just don’t want to exist, either.
That’s it really, I just don’t want to exist anymore. If I could just flick a switch and not be here anymore, I would. I would do it straight away, no questions asked. I suppose that switch is basically a permanent one, a switch of life or death.
That’s the thing though, I’m unsure whether it’s suicide I want. I want to not be here but I don’t want to be dead.
So am I suicidal? Is it suicidal to just want to disappear?
I hate the word ‘suicide’, […]
My19 year old life hasn’t exactly been as “great” as it is right now. This is extremely long, but I’ve finally found a place where I can just let it all out. Thank you to those who read it.
It all started with being raped for 7 years of my life. I didn’t know what was happening or why it had to be a secret. But eventually with age I figured it out. I spent a good chunk of my life afraid. Afraid to be alone with any boys and afraid to get close to them too. I found out that I was chosen because I was “pretty”. […]
After elementary school I found that people just get more annoying as they age- either that or i just grow annoyed more easily. In the past couple of years i’ve basically stopped communicating with my peers in fear of being judged. Yes, i’m “normal” around the few close friends i have- one of which tried to kill herself just last year, and another who tells me he thinks about it. Well, i think about it too. In fact, i think about it often. The only thing is i could never bring myself to do it. I used to call myself a coward, but now i […]
So, my mother keeps a bottle of her Ambien hidden in her dresser, and I’m usually home alone for about 4-5 hours on weekdays, 10 hours on Friday nights. I keep planning, saying my goodbyes over and over again, but every time it comes to that time, I freeze up. Not because of myself, but because I’m afraid how it will effect the people I care about. It’s a hard thing to think about, balancing a pill between your lips and debating what impact you’ve made on the people around you, no matter how small. Then of course, there’s the fear I’ll find myself  awake, and […]
I wouldn’t say I want to die, or commit suicide. I just feel like I don’t want or belong to this world. I’m seventeen and I’m halfway through my a-levels, the only place out of this dump and I’m not getting through it very easily. This place is horrible. It’s so unambitious and it eats at me. My dad’s messed up from the result of his past drug issues and is on medication. He has serious mood swings, and when I get home from school I fear seeing his car on the drive or the kind of mood he’ll be in when I get through […]
I had a dream on Wednesday, well more of a nightmare. I used to have that nightmare ever since I was very young. It was about voices. I never knew what they said, but their tone of voice was angered, even disappointed. They hate me, and I asked them why, but then on Wednesday night, after everyone slept, I laid in bed. I heard a long continuous beep and then the nightmare began.
Only, I hadn’t fallen asleep…
Those voices, which may as well be a replay of my dreams all the events that happened in that dream, every one of those nights replayed in my […]
I’m…I don’t know what I am. Depressed? Bipolar? According to a medical diagnosis, probably not. I’ve read stories on here that speak of not being able to even get up in the morning, who can’t find the will to do anything. I, however, get up, I go to school, put on a smile, talk to people, act normal. Inside, I’m a complete mess. School is like my own personal hell. I really don’t have friends. I’m so alone and yet surrounded by people. I hate life. I want to die. God, how I just want to end this torture. There are some days I actually […]
Hi,
I don’t come on here much-some of the replies I get actually make me feel worse. But its the only anonymous place I can express my feelings without fear of being locked up or talked down to(well,as I said earlier,some on here continue to,but its easier to ignore a post than a person LOL!!)
Anyway,I’ve almost made it to my trip to Australia,so yay me!! for hanging on. I am going solo, and plan to have an awesome time. After that,I’m going to give myself the ultimate reward.
I have absolutely nothing to come back to,and my life is going to be a thousand times bleaker upon […]
No one really cares at the end. of it all. Everyday I wake up I wish to die. Of course I want to do it in a painless way. I heard if you jump like off a cliff your body passes out so thats a good one..right? Or overdose on perkasets because I heard it stop your breathing and you go in a peacful sleep
I want this more than anything to die. Please leave a comment. My only fear is that I will live this horrible life.
What am I afraid of?
I guess the feeling that I am completely alone and that there was nobody to help me. In that moment, I felt all the other times in my life when I had been left alone and in pain. It felt like a knife was jabbing into an open wound on my chest. I could barely breathe, My sadness was so deep that it blinded me to any other realities. My biggest fear has surfaced. I believed that I would be stuck forever in the empty, painful feeling of my loneliness.
I’m sorry for those who left replies on my Wonderland post. I had accidentally deleted it. Thank you those who did, and those who took the time to read it, thank you to you too. Its the next day but I’m scared to leave my room, for fear he’ll be out there to yell my ear off and make me feel less again… I know he loves me because he still lets me stay at the house and drive my mom’s old car… but.. Sometimes, it just seems like all he does is shout at me for everything… he’s coping, and I can’t do anything […]
I have never in my life interacted with another human who understands how painful my everyday existence is. Â No one understands. Â I’m terrified to even post on this, for fear of being exposed. Â Superficial empathy can be found anywhere. Â It can be found especially easy upon the lips of the proud. Â I have seen too many people “reach out” as a last hope, only to be ostracized and ridiculed. Â People are harsh. Â This leaves only the option of attempting to survive the evening, yet agin, and hope that the deep sorrow becomes numbing sooner than later.
Certainly, I would think, that there is someone out there […]
Hey you! Out there in the cold, getting lonely getting old, can you feel me?
by Helix
written by Helix
It’s so strange… I mean, the way I feel… Am I depressed? I would say yes, but I ain’t that sure thats the right word to describe it. I got problems, many problems, but I’m forced too much to hide the real me and the things I really feel and I end up thinking that pretending it’s fucking okay for the sake of everyone keeping his quiet balance in his life. That’s fucking unfair, I can’t sacrifice myself just to prevent the people that surround me from breaking their peace.
I can’t convince myself that this is simply my life and this is all about […]
Five months later and I’m back at square one.
Jump or don’t jump?
I fear making mistakes.
I fear disappointing my mother.
I fear life beyond campus.
I fear not being able to repay student loans.
I fear the inevitable graduation.
I fear making choices.
People keep telling me that life is precious. Life is what you make it. But what good is life if you don’t know what to make of it?
They call me selfish. Suicide is selfish. You have no right to end your life.
Hypocrites.
I’m sick of the uncertainty. I’m sick of the fear. Why should I live for others? It’s pointless; they all die in the end. So no matter […]
my life seemed perfect up untill i was three.some things you cant forget but the fear and hurt always comes back to visit me. the shit i would do to remember what it feels like to have my mom love me and be dadies little princess, till i started watching her beat my older sisters, she would beeat my oldest sister everyday after school stomp on her in the corner of the bathroom like a bug, pull her pants down and make her shit in a bucket sometimes shed say she was gonna beat the living shit out her just for having her period,when moma started […]
I do not pretend I am not in pain when I walk through the halls of the university. Then again people do believe I am full of life, energy and charisma but what they do not know is the reason I come every day with long sleeves to the university. I am done with the concept of living for I know death is already part of my consciousness. I will not go to my Judo classes with long sleeves anymore and suffocate. I will not enter a classroom and pretend the murmur of the people talking to one another does not cause me paranoia.
Should I […]