Why is life so unfair? I’ll never understand. I’ll never understand why people can be so cruel, why people die, why we cant be happy. We are in a world where people actually want to die. But not for selfish reasons, not really. We just want the pain to end. And people dont get that. Many times Ive dreamt about ways to die. My friend says its “a cry for help.” But when I was doing it I didnt care about wanting to be saved. I just wanted it to end, it meaning the pain, the depression, the sadness. I didnt mean to fail those […]
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Lately I’ve been crying myself to sleep every night. i keep seeing my dads dead body when I close my eyes at night or I dream that he is still alive. It’s twisted because when I was still in the womb he attempted to stab me. I hated hearing that as I grew up. He was a drug addict, and had about 6 fatal infections leading up to his death. The flesh eating one is what killed him two years ago a week before my 16th birthday. We had a rocky relationship. From the age of 6-12 he abused me. I lived with him […]
I wish i would just do it, but why make the ones i love feel the way i do :(
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Hello im waste2304
I honestly don t know why im ganna air all this out here but i guess i hope i can help someone else see it the way i do today i signed up for this site because i need someone…anyone to listen to me i mean im going so crazy and i just need somebody who wont judge me to please just listen to me….every since i was 13 ive attempted to hurt myself a multitude of times…it made all the pain just go away…the depression was killing me and still does till this day…and people say they understand but they truly will […]
I have been trying to get out of this body for years specifically from the age of 7 to 20 (current age)
I have tried suicide multiple times including cutting my wrist and taking loads of tylenol around 200 and then drowned that with hydrogen proxide but I did not leave, I did not even cross over. I mean what the fuck this was one I was around 16 and I am 20 now still wishing to just cross over but I realize now my family would be very sad and down the very same path that I have always seeked.
The only coping mechanism I really […]
I’ve considered suicide multiple times, much less than most people though. I’m not one dealing with relationship problems, trying to escape pain from a disease, or other things, you name it. I’m fucking sick of humans. I can’t live on a planet that’s full of so many useless lives, including my own. Nobody takes anything seriously anymore, and if I had the option to nuke the planet, no questions asked I would do it, for the sake of any other life forms in this universe to take advantage of what we have. Aside from my hatred for humans, I can’t stand myself. I know I […]
When i read suicide stories online. I allways read reactions like, don’t worry, one day everything will get better. It will all be allright. You might feel sad at the moment but your future will get brighter.
Well, stop lying, it’s not going to happen. I take my pills daily, pills to reduce my depression but also pills to reduce my pain. My nerves are damaged and i have chronical pain.
It’s going on for 2 years now, and no. It won’t get better, it won’t restore, i’ve lost all hope.
I shouldn’t even be drinking with my medication, but i do. I drink even more […]
I have two sisters who have attempted suicide (by overdose) multiple times. Â At the moment I am lacking much feeling, but am not particularly depressed or anxious. Â There isn’t much that makes life worth living, but nothing to induce me to death. Â It’s a big change for me. Â I’ve been depressed and anxious for many years, but I always felt like I had a purpose in life, even if I didn’t know what it was. Â Right now I don’t feel that way. Â I know that if I wait long enough my mental state will change. Â It always does. Â But then it will change again after […]
I have insomnia. Â I have been diagnosed with servers depression and I really don’t know where to turn to anymore. Â I am up all night and exhausted during the day. Â I feel absolutely useless to my boyfriend who said to me that it will be ok and it isn’t because he is the one who has found me multiple times blacked out on the floor with a razor in hand. Â I’m unemployed and unable to find work. Â I am contemplating suicide and I just need someone to listen.
My name is Sarah and I am 19 years old. Since the day I formed human attraction I knew I was in a world of trouble. When I was nine years old I developed my first crush on a girl, knowing it was not socially acceptable I ignored it. I had always been a more masculine kid, preferred riding dirt bikes and rolling in the mud over pretty pink dresses. Although my family had always supported me as an individual they still leaned towards the norm. I was still forced into those pretty pink dresses as a kid. In my early teens I hit a […]
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My name is Corey. Â I’m 29 years old and because I have no job and no money, the only choice I have right now is to live with my Grandma and Grandpa. Â I’m at a point in my life where I have no idea what to do anymore. Â I have no job (thus no money) and no prospect of a job. Â Nowadays when I actually have the motivation to go looking for work, I never get any callbacks due to having such a poor record with jobs (I tend to quit jobs frequently and have long gaps in my employment record). Â I’m constantly depressed and […]
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My name is J. Â I was born in Portland, OR on January 22nd, 1988. Â My father’s name was Cris, my mother’s name is Laura. Â They were both 34 when they had me. Â To the outside world, they were practically the perfect couple (as I am told). Â My father played college football, was of genius level intelligence, tall and handsome, and loved by all. Â My mother was a petite 5 foot 5 brunette, who was a State champion swimmer in Highschool, and met my father while waitressing in Portland. Â However, despite all these stories I was told, I found it hard to believe any of it […]
Okay, this will be long winded. I’m sorry.
I’m 22 years old. For the past ten years, I’ve been dealing with depression and anxiety. I’ve been officially diagnosed with severe depression, severe anxiety, severe social anxiety and borderline post traumatic stress disorder.
I’ve been through a lot in my life, but I’ll make it short. As a kid, my mom was a pot head and she slept all day while my dad worked two jobs, only seeing him for about 15 minutes a day. Thus, I was left alone a lot as a kid with my brother. My parents eventually split up and my siblings and I […]
well lets start this fucking bullshit shall we. Okay so what the fuck do you do when everything you touch or do fails? what the hell do you do when girlfriend after girlfriend leaves you? After they use the fuck out of you? Or roomates who wish to rip you off at every turn? what the fuck do you do when you’ve cried to the point where you can’t anymore? I fucking feel nothing anymore no joy no excitement no passion for my favorite things no expectation for good to happen nothing ever goes right anymore but when something fucked up happens to me it […]
I keep forgetting about this site
So I’ve actually gotten better. I never thought I would but looks like I did.
I fucked up last night though. I was a mess. It sounds really stupid, but I think the one of the reasons I hadn’t cut for two weeks was because of my bracelets. My bracelets are hard to get off, and I didn’t want to take them off. I was being extremely self destructive, and I can feel that while typing this. My pinkie finger is fucking up bad, mainly because I pretty well crushed it. My arm is burned, because I decided to drip hot […]
Omg!!!! Today Vyas (#My.Crush)Â looked at me and kept looking at me multiple times… I am exited because he looked at me in a way that didnt mean he was mad at me (well um.. he wouldnt get mad at me becuase he has never talked to me before)… it meant he was just calm and just wanted to see my face (i…guess)
Hey there. My name is Stephanie.
I’ve lived a life basically filled with nothing but pain all my life, but it all really started when I was 9. I was born in Florida and lived there for six years of my life. My dad works for the government so I’ve moved multiple times in my life, and if you’ve moved a lot like me you know how hard it is. How hard it is to keep starting over from scratch, it’s even worse when you end up right back where you were before. When I was 6, i moved to Maryland outside of Washington DC. I […]
I honestly have no idea how to work this site, but truth is when I was little my dad tried to kill me and ended up in prison and beat my mom multiple times in front of me. Along with that I’ve been rejected my whole life because I’m quieter then other people. Then of course I fall in love being stupid and stuff so when that happened he was SO in love with another girl and never ceased to let me forget and left me inthe dust. So now I have anorexia, I cut, major depression, and have had suicide attempts. […]
i tell her that i need to go to a different school, a school where there are only a few people so if anything only those few could pick on me. but she won’t let me leave this one. she says life is full of obstacles and people who won’t like you and people who you won’t like either. stay in this school so you’re prepared. well hey, does the “real world” consist of nobody liking you? does the “real world” consist of thoughts of suicide? does the “real world” push you to the fucking edge? did you try to kill yourself because the “real world” ended up just like school?
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m so lost and it’s such a long story I don’t know where to begin. There’s this boy and I’ve known him for a little over a year now. We became very fast friends and I told him everything. The first day we ever really talked I told him everything. I was sexually abused as a child, I was raped multiple times by a man I called my grandfather. He told me his life story, his troubled past with his parents, his horrible past relationship. We talked every day, all day. I moved to his city and got […]
Who am I? I was born November 22nd, 1997. My parents?.. Ha, no. I didn’t have any. They abandoned me in a apartment all the time so they could go buy drugs! Why? I don’t know. Both of them had been in and out of jail multiple times. One day, while they were off getting drugs, I was at the apartment and neighbors heard me crying. They called the police… The police knocked on the door. No answer. They kicked down the door. I was taken away. I remember being in a cop car starring out the windows while it moved. I had no idea […]
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