Last night i cried myself to sleep.I’ve been hurt so much.Being in middle school has not been the funnest of times because “my friends” bullied me so bad to the point i wanted to kill myself.I still remember that day and how i ran to a ditch and sat hoping somebody would kill me.But when that failed i did a pill overdose. That did nothing too. I prayed and prayed and prayed and asked god why he was doing this to me?! no reply. That same day i walked to my mom’s job as i do everyday.I walked onto her school campus,knowing in my heart […]
Well I have been listening to a lot of George Watsky since I came back from VidCon… In case you don’t know, he is a youtube poet/rapper. If you have a problem with bad words, don’t watch the video I am putting here 🙂
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-cT8Qe7y3k&feature=BFa&list=UL_dpCTMLTO4c
Also:Â http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtQqK7BWq_c
Anywhozies, it inspired some of my newer, longer poetry… Sorry if you don’t think it flows… neither do I! We can be thought twins!
Anyways, it’s just something I wrote last night really late…
They say: Come on,
Cut the crap,
Be glad,
Be happy you’re alive!
That’s where I stop and think…
What if the very thing that depresses us the most,
Hey, so I guess the title says it all. I am fucked up. And I’m only 11. I started noticing that I was anorexic when I was 8, I didn’t like eating. I never knew why, and I’m still suffering anorexia… this month has been one of the worst. First of I lost and amount of weight (im underweight), so then I can’t see my only true love, and he hasn’t texted nor call for about a week now. I don’t only suffer anorexia, but cutting, suicidal, and they say I have mental health problems as well. My cutting started in 4th grade, when my […]
DON’T END YOUR LIFE , DON’T GIVE UP , REACH OUT TO ME.
Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.†No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.†No, they will not say “I never loved them […]
seriously i don’t want to go on any more. i just don’t know how to do it. pills seem like not really a method with a high succeed rate. i don’t have ways to get a gun or anything like that. i thought about jumping from a building, but i could never do that head first. hanging is a no go because suffocating is a trauma of mine, i am sure i couldn’t go through with it. then i thought about jumping before i train, but i feel its a really egoistic act because of the trauma you will cause the driver, also thought about […]
4th of July is in two days, that’s the day i had planned to end it all. I have this amazing guy who walked into my life and makes thinks better but life is still hard. I stooped taking my meds bcz i wanted to think clearly on whether i would go trough with my plans or not. I still have no idea of what im going to end up doing. My boyfriend does not make it easier on me. He knows all about it and he does not want to lose me, he said he can see himself marrying me in the future. I […]
When I see movies or commercials or websites that ‘help’ people with depression, I cry. Because I believe that only some people can get out of this horrible fucking mess and be happy. I call them ‘The Lucky Ones’. I don’t dare believe that everyone can get out. It’s sad, but it’s true. I mean, I’m never going to get rid of my depression. And I sure don’t want to take pills to try to make it go away. The pills will just make me a fucking empty doll. I rather the pain than nothing at all. I’m going to die this way. Maybe whoever’s […]
Can’t stop thinking about how bad I dont want to be here. My birthday is a little over a week away (July 7th) and I’m thinking maybe I’ll take some kind of pills maybe muscle relaxers before i drink and drink A LOT. Just making it easier for everyone so they only have one day to remember me, cuz I was born and died on the same day. I want this to be the best birthday ever, have friends come out and just drink and get hammered and have fun, in turning 20, it should be fun! Now I don’t want to do anything.
I […]
Once again, I cut myself. I can’t remember if it was before or after I took some pills though. I cut myself with a razorblade, it’s kind of my new self harm strategy. It tears up my wrist more, but I feel like it doesn’t scar as bad, we’ll just have to see how it goes. This time I didn’t count the pills I took, i just grabbed a handful and tried to take them down as fast as I could. I don’t know why, but I had this sense that I should write about it on here, like I used to. I’m sure it’s […]
I’ve done some things that I can’t live with , so why do I to put on this fake smile? Everyday for me consists of keeping a lid on myself,
I don’t go one day without contemplating suicide, I literally spent 9am-5pm goggling quick suicide methods and I ‘m beginning to think pills will take to long.
Fuck, today I couldn’t even carry on a conversation with my own mom without my
anxiety going through the damn roof. Man, I haven’t left my room for shit today. My body is hungry
but mentally I am full. Weed doesn’t even make me hungry anymore but at […]
I’m new to this so I don’t really know how to explain what I’m feeling but I need to get this out. My girlfriend left me 2 weeks ago and she was the reason I did anything with my life. She is the one it’s as simple as that and I would do anything to get her back. I’m a manic depressive anyway and I’ve been on pills for the last 6 years with no results. I have been seeing shrinks for the last 5 years and ended up in hospital 3 times trying to kill myself. I cannot deal with this anymore I’m 22 […]
So yeah yesterday the 21th was my brothers birthday. He turned 6 this year. He was really happy, we had pizza, hotdogs, and a soccer cake. It was going really well… until dad came home from work. Like always he was drunk. So when it was time to eat the cake my dad started crying. Do you know how hard that was for ME, seeing my only father cry. I started crying as well… I was scared! My grandpa told him to calm down and eat. But then my dad got up went to the kitchen and grabes a knife. He then […]
wow, in order to forget the pain in my leg and ankle i have to over does on pills to give me a killer headache but im still miserable and in pain this is so fucked
It’s been 37 years next week. Â 37 years old, and never had anyone say they loved me. Â My wife was the only relationship I had, and I got into it because I was fedup of not being in a relationship and she seemed to like somethings about me.
14 years later, I realise what I have is not love. Â I want a separation and I have told her, yet my friends who I have always been there for are telling me I should “stick it out”, or that I am being obstinate. Â Today I wanted to talk to someone, anyone, tell them how I feel, […]
I’m not even afraid of dying. I think I’ve proven that much. No, I’m afraid of failing again. I can’t look everyone in the eyes while laying in a hospital bed again. Call me heartless, but idc what happens after I die. It’s the failing I can’t do again. It seems so easy to die. Every day theres stories on the news about someone who died quick and unexpectedly. Yet when I try, its slow and ineffective. It’s not fair. I’m no stranger to death. But he refuses to take me. I wish he’d take me. But all he does is sabatoge me. No firing […]
The idea of killing myself is becoming more and more frequent, the plans, the ideas, the notes.. I have written so many of them.
If only she could see that I am suffering without her.. That I am lost, hopeless.. alone. Life seems so meaningless, so insignificant. My mind has sunk deep into an abyss of sadness and sorrow. I don’t know how much more I can take.
She was my world. Yet she left me.. Left me with no explanation. As time passed I worked it out. She left me for someone else. Someone I have know since I was a kid, initially I […]
I fuked up. About a year and a half ago I became addicted to painkillers I’ve been on suboxone for the past 6 month’s my wife found the suboxone pills about 4 months ago so I came clean and she left me and took my 1yr old daughter with her and is using my past drug problem against me to get custody and prevent me from regularly seeing my daughter I also got caught shoplifting about a month ago and during my addiction I used my corporate credit card for work to take cash advances to pay for my pills work found out fired me […]
Hi,
I’m new here, and I wanted to share my story. Â My name’s Em, and I’m 21. Â A year ago tomorrow, I tried to kill myself by taking the biggest overdose I’ve ever taken. Â I’d lost the will to live, I believed I had nothing to carry on for and I just wanted to end it all. Â My relationship with my partner had come to an end, I’d lost most of my friends, all of my family, I had no source of income, my work training had finished and I had nothing to hold on to. Â I was depressed anyway and having nothing good to focus […]
This site should not be full of ideas and suggestions of how someone should kill themselves. It should be about sharing stories.
Because no matter what you think. And no matter how lost you feel. There is someone, whether you know them or not, who will miss you if you ever leave.
You might think it’s never going to get better, and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes you will need to stop hurting as much as you do everyday, or some days or all the time. But when your sitting down and you can’t take it at night. Share your story. This site, Tumblr, Facebook, Youtube, Twitter, call someone. […]
I’m Hannah. It’s my first time on this website, or any suicide forum for that matter. I found this website researching certain things about suicide. I’ve made several suicide attempts for over a year now, and I’m dead set on succeeding  it this month. I don’t see a reason for living anymore. I’m useless. I’m so depressed that I don’t have the motivation to get out of bed, or eat, or speak, or even open my fucking eyes in the morning. It just all so pointless. The hurting, and suffering, and hoping. I grew up with an alcohol dependent, abusive, work obsessed father, a narcissistic, jealous, […]