I think all i need in life is comfort and motivation, instead of criticism of every mistake i do. My mom isn’t here for that anymore because she basically doesn’t wanna hear from my ass because her fucking husbands ***** ass made her choose him over her own fucking son so now I’m here with my dad and hes in debt and you know how that puts people right? So fucking annoying, angry all the time, bad attitudes, and basically turned him into a worse alcoholic. My life is not bad… but it should be better, i try to make it better but I’m discouraged […]
I really hate myself for everything.. I lost the love of my life to another guy and honestly I’m gonna end this all. The only reason I wake up is to see her and hear her she’s the reason I live but all that has changed. I wish she’d give me one more chance to prove I’m not like this that I was just making mistakes! I really wanna say sorry for it all! I know I wasn’t the best Aiyana but I’m in love […]
I don’t know why I’m posting. I guess because I can’t share this with anyone else. But I have 4 more days to go. I’m both at peace and afraid. I’m afraid I’ll fail. I can think of nothing worse than failing. My method I hope is as foolproof as anything can be but then nothing is ever 100%. My plan is meticulous. But once it starts I cannot stop. Even best laid plans may be interrupted though and as long as I haven’t started I can delay it. I hope I don’t need to though.
I want so much to go through with it. I […]
I guess that my mum’s depression and the suicide of his boyfriend made me learn a lot this past two years.
I know that everyone always say it, but you know it’s true: you need to look for help. Just tell someone what you are going through, call somebody when you have a crisis. They won’t make everything disappear, they won’t be there forever and they won’t probably fix anything, but having someone holding you in the worse moments does help a lot.
Depression tends to take us away from other people. We disappear of their lives and then we feel afraid or ashamed to call […]
For starters, this is not one of those “talk me out of it” cries for help. This is a decision almost a year in the making. I do not suffer from depression, I have not made this decision lightly and I have done so sober and only during daylight to avoid any emotional bias.
I did my dry run this past weekend, my equipment is all setup and I felt 0 panic so this is happening.
Now for why: I am a pedophile. I am not however a child molester. The man that made me when I was 11, over two decades ago was however. I wonder […]
So we (people on this site) should go find a deserted island to claim as our own. We will need a flag, of course, as per Eddie Izzard, and a thousand other things, but then the rest of humanity doesn’t have to deal with us, and vice-versa. I vote for the name Nutsia, so the inhabitants can be known as Nuts. >:) What do you think? (And today on “Why do emoticons hate me?”…)
Why do I have this sudden urge to take a blade to my wrist? It’s as if I just need to see the trickle of blood flowing from my wound. Why do I have the need to feel the burn as the blade pierces my skin? This isn’t a new feeling, but every time I want to fulfil my desire, the feeling just goes away. Why do I feel this way anyway? As soon as I build up the courage, the minute the blade touches my skin, a pleasurable sensation is sent down my spine. As I arch my back to take in the sudden […]
i’m in a lot of emotional pain today. the loneliness is what hurts the most. at the risk of sounding ‘whiny’, i feel completely alone. i have no friends. i am not close with anyone in my family anymore. i live with my parents, but i’m even isolated from them, not like they want a closer relationship with me anyway – they’re perfectly glad to keep interactions at shallow surface-level.
all day, every day, i stay in my room with my cat. i have to be on the internet all the time to have even some semblance of connection with the outside world. i hate being […]
i need friends to help me through this hard time and give me hope tawneesmommy@gmail.com
at my school people go around and tell each other go kill yourself, go cut yourself, your not good enough, they call them names depending on the race they are, all of this as a joke. a fucking joke! i mean seriously how will they feel if suddenly one day someone took that seriusly and killed them self or how would they feel if one day i walked around the school in shorts and had my legs covered in cuts? huh? honestly i feel like i need to make this example and if it were me i would do the suicide. now i may not […]
I just can’t cry.
I feel like I really need to inside, and maybe if I could it’d make things better.
I haven’t cried in months.
Is this normal?
what happens after the end?
I have been suicidal since I can remember. The only thing that has stopped me from attempting (in recent years) is the fear of what will happen after I catch the bus. What if I am successful in my endeavor, only to end up in the same position again?
I have the means. I have the will. Now I just need the courage to take my final step.
you know i feel depressed i feel like i really shouldn’t be here anymore i feel like i don’t belong here on earth or anywhere. I know this sounds lame or dumb or you’ve heard it before i know and i’m sorry but god damn sometimes you have to understand we’re human to you know. I’ve just been down more then usual. I don’t feel like myself anymore for some reason. I feel like i’ve just lost all hope and its just bringing me and others down. Should i just end it or should i wait and see if it gets better like people say […]
I heard that there is specific way to make knot with rope, that if you try to untie the knot, it would become tighter.
Does anyone know how to do that or know the name of knot? I really need this one for my suicide journey.
Thank you.
It’s a funny question.
I question myself if I am suicidal … I’m diagnosed with major depression impulse control disorder and anxiety. But when I got discharged from the hospital again my second time I was okay… But after a couple of weeks so many people weren’t there for me.. I feel no need to live, because I’m not important… I also don’t want to go back to the hospital again and I don’t want attention I’m just tired
I’ve just been reading a post from about six months ago on here, and it saddens me how many users that commented on it no longer post on here.
I mean they could have turned their life around and maybe they not longer need a suicidal forum but I kind of suspect from the nature of their comments that they’re no longer with us.
What makes me even sadder is wondering who’ll still be here in six months. How many people I’ve spoken to on here on a daily basis for weeks will still be around.
I won’t be here in six months.
Do you agree with this view: “Depression is the illness of civilization, without civilization, we’d be happy: We’d be happy without depression. Without depression we would not have the beautiful arts: novels, plays, paintings. If we were happy we wouldn’t need the arts. Without our depression happiness as a concept would not exist”.
https://todayistblogger.wordpress.com/2015/02/17/depression/
I’m generally not one to post about my feelings and life goings-on here, but … I don’t know. I just feel the need, for whatever reason.
I’ve been feeling so … “blah,” lately. I wouldn’t call it a serious bout of depression by any means; I guess there are just a lot of things piling up and it has me down.
This is largely due to work. The past couple of months (and few days, honestly) have not been good. My employers seem to be doing everything in their power to piss me off, for whatever reason (one I can’t figure out considering I have been there for […]
I have interview tomorrow. and it is making me sick. why can’t they just select me on my merit? i performed better than many in written exam. but no, interview is a must. afterall they need to judge my personality. I just can’t endure an unworthy, stupid person judging me. if he were some sort of a philosopher, i would be more than happy to answer his questions. but this tom, dick and harry asking me to introduce myself, tell him my strengths and weaknesses! to please him, impress him?!! who he thinks he is!! and there will be not 1 but 5 of them, including one female. […]