I am a 22-year-old male. I grew up in an abusive house and was never shown what love really was. I did everything I could to stay away from home but was always pulled back by the threats. My dad said he would hurt my mom, my mom said she would hurt herself. Everything was put on me. I had to hold my entire family together while I was already falling apart. When I was eight years old I went walking down the street to my friend’s house (just a few houses down, not like my parents cared anyway) and the cop that lived across […]
Wow… it has been over three years since I have been on this site. I found a new site I have been posting on more recently called inkvite. But I would like to take a step back and tell you my story…
As a child I had extremely bad separation anxiety but none of my doctors ever believed my mom. As I got old my mom noticed characteristics of ADD/ADHD in me and she tried to get me tested but no one would test me. She eventually gave up her fight.
As a middle schooler things started getting bad. I was always picked on and bullied. […]
Second post ever.
Alright, so…I, I guess…I guess I’ll just let you guys know more or less what lead me here? Maybe?
I’ll try to shorten it as much as I can…
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I guess it all began about a year or so ago? My mother had a stair accident and fractured her patella. (That rlly important little sphere in her knee). She had to go through two surgeries and is still missing one, that will be done in July.
Now, my mother is a rather…difficult woman. She has a sharp tongue and sharp attitude, even though I know she uses it to build protective walls around herself.
Anyway, […]
Hey everybody, this is going to be short for a change lol. I just want to say that when I post or comment I can be long winded, sorry for that. I hope at no time that my words are ever taken out of context, or come off as offensive. I tend to say what’s on my mind and here I try and take the time to word everything just right. I have met some of the most extraordinary people here who have talked me in from the edge and for that I’m so thankful. I just want […]
I really can’t take much more of this what’s the point we all end up in the same place anyways one way or the other not everyone’s story is happy think iv known for a wile my story don’t end well I guess it’s only a matter of time really
Well the thought of Valentines doesn’t really bother me due to the fact that it really is a celebration of how people feel towards one another, and a scam from big companies. But either way knowing that people can feel that strongly about each other and that when i find someone that i value as a significant other, that i can celebrate Valentine’s as well.
Either way no one would value me that way that i would for them. I am just so stupid. I am failing high school and the fact that that doesn’t really bother me, scares me. My father has leukemia and […]
My life is more or less over. I don’t want to write my story, my brain just stopped working altogether.
From what I tried to discover, there is life after death, we just cant know what it is. So the only thing is belief that the next life will be better, nothing else. Dont panic.
I have been suicidal as long as I can remember. If you need anyone I’m here. I’ll gladly share my story with you
I have this tattoo on my wrist.
It’s a peace sign and it says I’m still breathing.
I’ve had it for two years.
I couldn’t protect my sister, So I didn’t want to live.
My tattoo of […]
It has been a while since I last posted on Suicide Project. I know no one really cares about my posts and that is fine. I understand. Now the thing is I am doing really, really well since I was last on.
When I was last on I had just told my parents that my grandfather had molested me and that I am bisexual. I was highly depressed and I was having panic attacks and I was failing in school, not to mention I was feeling like I had no one to talk to. That was way back in I think March. I got through the […]
Hi, I am a first time poster here however I have been reading a lot of the various pieces that have been put up and thought I would tell my story in the hope that it will help someone else or maybe even me, so here goes.
I am 30 years old, male, live in Scotland. I have a good job, own my flat and a car. Basically have all the materialistic things that matter to many people. I have fantastic friends and family – there are seven billion people in the world and I honestly feel like I couldn’t hand pick better people to have […]
I’m twenty-year-old female. I live alone and I’m in my 2nd year of college. I’m struggling with depression since I was 12. My mum had depression and I think she passed it on to me. All I think about everyday is how I can kill myself; I spend hours thinking how and I don’t have answers. I don’t have a “bad” life, I mean I have everything, but I’m still not happy. Last year I messed it up. I don’t know how I fell in love with my best friend’s dad, and I tried everything to stop it, but I couldn’t. When his family found […]
It’s almost time to get spooky! This is one of the only holiday that makes me happy. I’m being Steven from SU.. SO PUMPED!
I’ll continue my story. Each part at its own time. What is your favorite Halloween movie? (Nightmare before Christmas for me 🙂
Sooo someone else just walked in my life saying they love me but i know the drill. They give…give….give until they’ve gained my trust. I want to just say yes they love me…but deep down i know they don’t. I am afraid of not being…well you know. Sorry for being an annoying *****. Sorry for alway’s repeating my story.
I feel like I’m done with life. I can’t go on beyond this anymore.
I’m a 24 year old guy. I’m severely depressed. I’ve never in my life had a girlfriend, and it looks like this is my life. I’ve always been too shy and socially awkward and I basically can’t approach girls and don’t know how. And I’ve also been rejected by the handful of girls I’ve approached. I don’t bother trying anymore. I’m sure that even online dating won’t work for me, so I haven’t tried it. Besides, who wants to date a depressed suicidal person anyway? The irony in all this is that […]
where to begin?? well it started 7 years ago when I just left foster care. my life was great I was in high school at the time and I was looking at a bright future. but it went down hill because my feeling of loneliness was getting to me . I felt like I had nobody. my best friend at the time was gone from my life and everyone I thought were friends just shitted on me. I felt ignored. as a teenager dealing with depression and having to develop psychotic depression really really can screw with your mind. my first thought of suicide was […]
When I was growing up my life was fine until my dreams turned into night mares by nights got longer and afternoons got shorter. when I was 12 I starting cutting my wrist because I was bullied in school mostly by boys, (im a girl) It was a time where I wanted to commit suicide in the school bathroom with my belt but I was a cow ward and didn’t go through with it. By 13 I was cutting both wrist an legs I knew I was supposed to eat but I would just drink water for days and not eat anything. I got a […]
I have been a fighter all my life, molested as a child and growing up in extreme poverty in Flint, Bullied constantly and then raped when I was 15. Depression has never been a stranger to me, but I always wondered whether it was circumstantial or a chemical imbalance. I met my boyfriend of 7 years in high school and attended college, I even sought help from a psychiatrist who prescribed me Seroquel and told me I had Bipolar Disorder, the pills made me a zombie for 5 years but for once in my life my insomnia went away. Fast forward to now, my boyfriend […]
I came here hoping I could talk to people and share my story but instead I’m getting hate. I won’t be posting on here anymore but I may check it a few times. xx 🙁
First time posting I’m really just looking for places I can get advice without being judged. Yes I am new so just bare with me as I try to explain my story.
It all all started when I was little, I was told I had really bad behaviour problems this was around the age of 5-12 years old. My parents have told me the only way they could make me behave was to slap me, or to punch me just any means they thought was appropriate, I had therapy when I was really young because I used to hit myself, I never mixed with other kids […]
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