“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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I’m an 18 year old highschool dropout with asperger syndrome and has thoughts of suicide from time to time.
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I really need a safe (free ) anger outlet that no1 will notice around me (parents /friends ) bcoz I have a LOT!! of built up anger that one day I’m afraid I won’t be able to control and I’ll direct towards the wrong person and it’s just not good so can someone help me ?
I hate business !
I hate money !
I hate capitalism / capitalist !
The main reason is because business kills creativity & ideas . money kills creativity & ideas . capitalism / capitalist kills creativity & ideas !
There are a LOT of good ideas , creativity , imaginations , inspirations , dreams , & even good deeds that business / money kills ! simply because of a petty, shallow reason “it doesn’t make a lot of money or profits ! ”
money makes the world unfair ! business makes the world unfair ! capitalism makes the world unfair !
plus , the world becomes a boring […]
Hello, new people of the SuicideProject.
My name is Ryan, but you can just call me RealTalk30, or RealTalk, or RT3, or just RT. I am 31 years old and I live in California USA. I’ve been frequenting this web site for about 4 months now, and I’ve become a regular here. I’ve met some really amazing people here, and it’s unfortunate that such amazing people can be so alone, scared and angry. We all have our reasons for being here. My reason for being here is that there is no other place for my selective opinions, not too many places like this one where I […]
I don’t know who I am anymore. It’s like my oldself escaped somehow. Is that even possible? Or am I still me but its hidden really deep inside. I don’t feel like myself when I’m alone. I don’t even know who I am. Everyone knows that happy girl because that’s the act I put up for people. Or is it..? I wonder and question about my life. A lot. I have family and friends who love me. I still don’t know why I feel so empty, this isn’t the first time. Actually I been feeling like this for a while. Putting up a past on […]
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about life and everything that goes in it. I have come to find that when we focus too much on everything that is going on at a time when things seeem to there darkest, it is very hard to see the light. However, if we take a step back, take a deep breath, and look at things from a different prospective everything seems to change and we see things differently.
Sometimes you just have to look at it from a new pair of eyes and see a different prospective.
“Better an end with terror, than a terror without end.”
“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?”
“A lot of you cared, just not enough.”
“But in the end, one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.”
Lots and lots of insightful and witty statements and quotes about shuffling off this mortal coil at http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/suicide?page=1
I started thinking about the fact that I’m different. By that, I mean that I don’t have any friends at all, and I’m always alone. I’m antisocial because I never had any social skills, not even when I a kid, my mom literally needed to push me out of the house so I could go out and make friends. Making friends was always the hardest thing to do because I was affraid of people and I was affraid they wouldn’t like me. I don’t like people at all – I always have that one tought that everyone is stupid and boring. I also have a […]
Ok,
So my name is Destiny and i just wanted to talk about giving up.
I’ve went through a lot of things, and i’ve moved past them, learning how to work on myself. I live by the motto:
“EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON”.
It has nothing to do with religion, but with just that everything in my opinion happens for a reason. Whenever I hit a point where i dont want to live i think about all the negative, everything. i drive my self into deep stages of confusion trying to figure it all out on myself. Why do things happen the way they do?, Why have I grown […]
I’ve survived suicide before, but like many people like me, I’ve never gotten over the depression. Quick backstory information, I OD’d about 3 years ago. Now suicidial thoughts have come back (note that I’m not actively suicidal right now), and it seems like my family is hostile towards me again when I need them most.
I know what it looks like, I’ve lurked on this website for several years. The reason my family are more hostile to me when I’m depressed is because I clamor their attention about it a lot. The truth is, I NEVER complain about being depressed.  I don’t ‘hide’ it from them, […]
It’s taken me my whole life to realise that have never been “happy.” I was never happy as a child, tween, and now into my teenage years, my sad feelings have developed into anxiety, anorexia, self harm, and suicidal thoughts. I turned to drug use and alcohol. I still smoke and drink a lot. I have these sleeping pills and sometimes I just hold them and think about how easy it would be to just go. I am disgusted by my body and spirit. I think sometimes, it’s not worth living if I can’t even love myself. I have been trying to like […]
Everyday seems to be getting worse…. I’ve been thinking of suicide a lot… I’ve been hurting  a lot but no one seems to notice it, I’m screaming for help but I’m not getting any.. I feel as if no one cares no ones listening. I’m so scared of letting go but at the same time I feel the need that it’s my time to go I will never be what anyone expects me to be everyone’s trying to change me.. Every little side comment that people make about me hurts me more inside than they realize.. It hurts to show my face anymore! NO ONE […]
I don’t know if anyone wants to know a little more of my past, it’s kind of like a horrible fan Fic I’ve been living in. I’ll give you some fun facts:
I am a cutter. I
I am overweight. (One of the reasons I was/am bullied. Probably the only reason)
A lot of my best/mutual friends have left me. It has been by other people’s hands.
My mom used to drink heavily and she had high dosage pain pills so the combination made my worst nightmare. She was and is (even though she stopped drinking) a horrible mother. She’s very abusive, verbally, emotionally and physically.
I’m pretty […]
Look,
You should be thankful, you got a chance to live. And everyone must know, nobody ever said that life is easy. I know the feeling of pain and not being loved, or teased by the one you love, problems at home or just a feeling you get out of the blue, that really hurts, that you just want to be in a dark room, nodody knowing where you’re at, no food, or social connection, or lights.. just slowly languishing. To be honest, I’ve thought about suicide a lot. And yes, I’ve hurted myself, with just scratches on my hand, I was just so angry, and […]
Trust is a powerful word and most don’t even realize it but i learned through to many experiences that no one in this world can be 100% trusted. I trusted a group of people from a small town i used to live in and look where that got me…it ended up with me getting bullied day in and day out i trusted every girlfriend i have ever had and look ive been cheated on and used or the bullshit brake up lines like ” its not you its me ” and always over text or by Facebook. I know that their are other people in […]
My sister let me move in with her, and she has her boyfriend who lives with her as well, and everything was fine when I first arrived. In fact I honestly thought it was amazing, I felt so free and wanted and I was happy. But then things just kept dragging on and on and today my sister came back home and told me that my actions have been hurting her boyfriend. I don’t mean to do any of this, I want him to be comfortable and happy in his home and I feel so beyond bad. I haven’t cried so much in so long. […]
I’m writing this because i want to get my story out.
I don’t want anyone’s sympathy or help, I want my story out so if something ever happens to me, at least my story is public and people know why I did it.
As a first thing I’d like to make note of the fact that I do NOT want to kill myself! It just seems like the only way out of my misery. And it’s been that way for quite a while already.
At first i laughed at myself for having a quickly fading suicide moment. (wich smart and sane person wouldn’t?) but after a few years, […]
On the lighter note of my life, I think I may have found some sort of purpose, or at least something to get my mind off my problems. It fills my time up.
Writing.
I’ve been writing for a while now, and I think I’m pretty good at it. I’ve posted some stories on Wattpad, and while they’re not very popular, they’re getting there. I try to write kind of up beat stories, but most just end up sad. It’s great therapy in my opinion. Instead of focusing on how much my life sucks, or how much I need a drug, I’m writing.
So far, after a slip […]
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