I’m 20 yrs old, from India. My first suicide attempt was in 2012, but I was saved. At that time I wasn’t aware that overdose of any medicines won’t kill me. I don’t want to talk about how my life is. I have just stopped caring about EVERYTHING. It’s like I don’t feel anything anymore. I have taken treatment for my depression, still talk to my therapist but its not helping me anymore. It seems that my therapist isn’t taking me seriously anymore. He just says to me that your life is alright, there are people whose life is worse than you then why do […]
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I’m a thirteen year old girl who seems like I have a comfortable, normal life. but that’s only what I let people see about my life. since December, 2015, my life changed. It started with one nightmare about the people I care about dying, but then it became reoccurring and it became worse. I started having horrible visions about death and even people I didn’t know were dying. One day I found the courage to talk to my mom about it and she seemed really upset and confused. She even told me she didn’t know how to help me. While […]
I’m not ok, I’m very far from ok. I’m am more then broken and even more then shattered. I’m don’t feel alive anymore and haven’t for a long time now, many days I have to remind myself that I am still here. My life and life situation is extremely complicated so I will do my best to explain. The worst and most extreme trauma is recent but I’ll save this for last. There are many parts of my life that effects me to this day so I’ll starting from when I was a child to present day and do my best to explain thing simply. […]
I am writing from a deep dark hole. I do not feel that my life is worth living. I am depressed because I have worked all year, and now that Christmas is here, I have no money to spend on my family for Christmas presents. I spent all of my hard earned money paying bills – medical and dental bills, car repair and insurance.
My employer is a remorseless entity. They work you to death,pay you nothing and treat you like dirt. I have tried but am unable to fins another employer. I feel so guilty. I have no friends to share my experiences with. My […]
If you are so proud of reducing suicide options for the desperate, then offer some help
I am 60+. I am desperate. There is no help to be found, anywhere. Even for my simple problem.
I look for ways to exit. That is my right. But I can not find any sure way that is even semi-humane.
Why? Because every damn drug that could’ve helped me to do it peacefully has been withdrawn from the market.
They proudly announce their success in reducing peaceful suicides. Even though suicide rates continue to rise. Yet they offer no help in return. That is brutal, primitive and being proud of increasing torture. That is being an uncaring monster.
What a sick society we have.
I went to college and did well despite being bipolar. I studied hard. Just to find out i cant get a decent job, or hold it down. Im now a loser. im going to die soon. no help is coming. suicide is my only option. my only option. my only option. i cant live with this shame anymore.
I just hate my life….I do not LIKE anything.
I hate it so much and tried suicide so much I lost count.
I hate me…….I feel like there is no hope and no help.
This has been going on over 30 years and I am worse than ever
FML!!!!!!!!