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Prescription Pills

“Look how dark it get, when ya marked with death”

by 1003 6/4/2013

written by 1003

Since I was the age of 15 (I’m 23 now) I have had various suicide attempts, each time either I fucked up at the last minute or the police intervene. I’ve been to psychologist, psychiatrist, specialists, councilors and been admitted to a mental health faculty. The past 3 years have been the hardest to cope with. I’ve tried getting help, but got nowhere. I get the feeling society wants me to kill myself (and I don’t blame it).

What shits me is that these attempts are quite life threatening, yet no-one has ever diagnosed me with a condition other than anxenity, but each time I’m talking […]

6/4/2013 1 comment

Rituals of a transparent human being.

by anthropophobia 11/14/2012

written by anthropophobia

Empty, transparent, and alone I strung a wire up to the main support beam in my attic. Â The other end of the extension chord was fitted with a slip knot, which I slid up the fastened end of the wire making just enough room to slide my head through. Â I tightened the wire around my neck and fitted it carefully not to close the air passage. Â I jumped. I didn’t even write a note.

There were moments where I wasn’t aware of my existence. Â All I could see was a black foreground with slowly morphing red shapes strung together in aÂ kaleidoscopicÂ nature. This intense vision was coupled […]

11/14/2012 2 comments

down.

by frustrated5 3/26/2012

written by frustrated5

thoughts of suicide have become my happy place. before i go to sleep i think of what it would feel like (or not feel like) to be dead and gone, it’s become my solace. i forgot how to be happy. i see nothing to live for. i just underwent a rather difficult breakup. it came at a time when i needed him the most. things were pretty bad at home and i was having a very hard time at school. we broke up during my exams and so I’ve definitely failed those.
i cant cry myself to sleep anymore because it’s pathetic. i don’t pray […]

3/26/2012 2 comments

life is short

by momo 2/13/2012

written by momo

my best friend justin had gone through a hard time. his parents got divorced then his mom remarried . his stepdad and justin never saw eye to eye justin told me he wasnt even invited to the wedding. im the only person he ever trusted…he also struglled with his gender… he had very poor grades and got in trouble every day . he has a kid like innocence .he had told me how depressed he was. but at 15 everyone thinks there depressed so i supported him and loved him.. he took prescription pills and one day at school had a tick tack bottle filled […]

2/13/2012 1 comment