“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window […]
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There’s this bridge in the town that I live in that a lot of people have committed suicide by jumping off of. They put suicide barriers up but I noticed there was a hole in them and I could get through it to jump if I wanted to. I feel like jumping would be an easy way to go so I’ll probabay do that soon.
Hey you, yes you, with the razor in your hand
and the tears in your eyes, I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont drag the blade across your wrist,leg,hip or tummy.
Hey you, yes you, with the pills in your hands
and death on your mind. I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont swallow those pills. I actually care.
Hey you, yes you, with the rope around your
neck and vodka on your breath. I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont jump dont hop just stop. Remove the
rope step off the chair, I care.
Hey you, yes you, with the horrid past and […]
Suicide
it seems so easy
no more pain
just one little step
and your life becomes in vain
it’s just so tempting
no more sarrow
a couple of pils
and no tomorrow
it seems about right
no more suffering
just one little cut
and no more fighting
its just so soothing
no more contest
just one quick shot
and your finally at rest
just jump off the bridge
across the river of life
lights out forever blind
but what of the hurt
of those you leave behind
I’m nervous about leaving my stuff behind. Im nervous of getting caught. I’m nervous of having to jump coz all trains are built the same. I’ve never been so nervous. I just want the suffering over with.
If you give me pounds of money, the first thing I’ll do is jump from a building, high enough to break my bones. Hospitalized. Then I’ll do it again and again until the money runs out.
Above the lofty heights
You see me and my broken wings
Am I going to jump again?
Will today be the day I finally fly?
Nay, never again will I
Today is the day that I die
Soaring free
I cannot sleep
I close my eyes
But I can still see the stars
In front of me In waves
Colours so pretty
Just like the memories
Of your face
Feathers float away
Down into the deep
The unforgiving grey
Shall I follow down?
Down into these depths
I can’t see
All I have are these
These painful memories
I feel so sad , worthless and they look so happy. My worse days has been started from today.What I was fearing has been happened and I am feeling depressed, crying like and hopeless.I needs to die. I am thinking to jump in front of the train and hopes that I will die.
Why do I keep thinking of the consequences and guilt whenever I’m on top of a building or anywhere I could jump?
Having a drug-user(plus unforgettable hatred) father, unstable mother, brother with anger management issue, another brother with high IQ and a depressed girlfriend is hard.
And now I’m bitching on the internet about it. I suck.
I just got out of the mental ward two days ago for downing thirty pills.but no one took that seriously so i was only there four days and one day in the er.today i find out that a guy i liked in high school is in the icu on breathing tubes cause he tried to kill himself and odd as it sounds i wish it could have been me.i wish i could be on breathing tubes dying.no one cared about my flawed attempt cause im a regular at the er if i was dying maybe someone would seriously help me but because i make flimsy […]
I want to get drunk and jump in front of a semi truck just so it can all end
okay I live in london and obvs I’m not gonna say where but um lately every time I take the train, I have the biggest feeling to just jump and end it all. I have been like this for ages and this feeling is getting stronger but I think the only thing that is stopping me is the fact that if I jump there will be a huge delay in the trains and I don’t want to disturb other people and their journeys. But even then, I’m too scared to do it myself and I need a push. I have decided that my death HAVE […]
I am so fed up, I dont even know if it is me or if it is the people around me. I just feel like sleeping and just not waking up. I dont know if it is because I stopped going to church that the feeling of my heart drowning is hurting more. I hate my life. I just want to jump off a cliff and see who actually misses me.
Maybe it will help if I type it all out–my anger, fear, rage, emotionally disability, desire to die. I have been disabled on so many levels, planes, altitudes, planets, and realms of disaster that I can no longer keep up with it all. Really, I haven’t been “dealing” with any of it for so long, if ever. I just want to type this out and not worry about typos, grammar, spelling–because maybe it really will help me. My ride on the crazy train has been going on for most of my life. Now that I’m super obese (been this way before), unemployed for almost a […]
I came to the Golden Gate today, I had all the time in the world to jump and my hands just couldn’t let me go over the rails. I want to die, I want the end to come, but is it my survival instincts kicking in?
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill himself doesn’t do so out of ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom it’s invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill himself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just […]
…I feel less and less motivation to do anything. I’ve stopped going to classes, appointments, meetings with friends. The only thing I actually do is go to work. Normally I would proceed as usual because I’m always aware there is a possibility my suicide will fail and I will be left with the consequences of shrugging off my school work and such. But something tells me that this time will work and if it doesn’t…I might finally say “fuck it” and jump off a building even though it could potentially lead me to become a vegetable. How am I going to get my ass back […]
I realized, im not scared to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge, I decide to give life another chance, but everytime I do, I come back 🙁
My dad just called and he knows I cut and he found my rope, he sounded worried
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But we all know that answer. Today’s adventures included going to Skyzone. It’s a place where the walls and floors are trampolines. Needless to say, I had never before been on a trampoline. It was amusing, but while everyone who went was laughing anand joking around, I was hanging in the background like I do at every social event, making sure I was making the proper “happy face” and laughing at the correct volume. I wish I could say I had fun, but I honestly didn’t feel anything….well, I did jump into the foam pit and army crawled out because I’m too short to climb […]
I just want to begin with that I am an atheist, science is my only faith. So DO NOT GIVE ME ANY RELIGIOUS BULLSH*T. But to get down to it, I can’t deal with this existence anymore. I am weak. I am not capable of being, I am nowhere near strong enough. I hate this world, I hate myself and who I have become. I don’t want to be a part of this bullsh*t anymore. I have had a wonderful upbringing. Every opportunity has been afforded to me. I have no reason to feel this way. I have a bright outlook, academically and professionally. I’ve […]