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The program showed scenes about assisted suicide. My 9yo daughter was watching. “Mummy, is that lady going to kill herself?” “Yes…..” Ok, I did not know that was going to happen all before 7.30pm. “Promise me you’ll never do that.” Me: “Ok…..”
Promises they’re broke before they’re made or I’ve made a lot of mistakes (in my mind)
written by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)
It may just be the caffine crash talking but i feel like shit. There is a hefty amount of optimism in my mind about he future. But i have doubts and i dont have the energy to do all I’d like to do. Also that pesky anxiety though the aforementioned(in another post) ashwaghanda is helping. I pray. I didn’t always but i pray a lot nowadays. Even if it just in my mind it helps. Depression is just a *****. I think of death and life evenly now. It’s not a battle more of a friendly debate between respected rivals. I’m just hoping that my […]
i PROMISE myself il visit this POST 10 years from exactly now if am still alive….
the countdown begins..
If anyone at all needs someone to talk to, no matter what, you can email me misbahq93@gmail.com I won’t judge you or lie to you and I’ll always respond. Promise.
I made you a promise.. I promised to tell somebody, to show them the cuts and scars. You promised that things would get a lot better if I did. In all honesty, I’m scared to. Why should I tell someone something that they’ll never understand? They won’t know what to do or how to react.. The idea of getting better really scares me. I haven’t felt “better” in so long that even if I do get better, I might not even realize I am.
I want to go where you went. I want to experience what you experienced. I need to go far away, I need […]
i need you
but i can’t tell you that
i need you to be here
but you’re busy
but i need you to comfort me
but you’re busy with important things in your life
i need you to be here
like you promised
you promised that you would be there
but you’re not
and now i feel broken
i don’t know
maybe i deserve it
maybe im not that important
i guess im not
i don’t know your side of the story
but i need you
but you aren’t here
you broke your promise
that you’ll be there for me
where are you now?
im a sophmore in highschool, and i have gone through a lot with my mom. My background story is fine nothing wrong as a kid my parents are still together blah blah. But it started in 7th grade. My mom started making me more and more angry as the days went on.. It didnt get real bad until 8th grade though. My mom was driving me to the point where i was suicidal. I didnt want to live here any longer. I attempted, was too scared and gave that attempt up, then about a week later, one of my former good friends decided to take […]
To everyone who is thinking about killing them self tonight.
To everyone who is thinking about cutting them self tonight
To everyone who is thinking about throwing up tonight.
To everyone who is thinking about not eating tonight.
Please. Listen to me. I’m where you are. I’m young. I’m lost. I have no hope. No desire to keep going on.
But your reading this now aren’t you?
Please I know you see a light at the end of the tunnel, I’ve seen it my self for many years. I’m hear on this site because I’m trying to get closer to the light. I want to, deep down in side.
Live.
So please, fight […]
I have a good life but since elementary school I was always determined to kill myself before I grew up. In September I turn 20. I still sleep with my baby blanket and have never been kissed and here I am turning 20. In May I told my parents I was planning on killing myself. Summer is almost over and my councilor is trying to make me promise to forget suicide but I can only imagine postponing it till December. I was to kill myself when the weather isn’t 100 degrees outside but at the same time I don’t want to spend 6,000 dollars going […]
everything im freaking out about right now – clothes, pimples, classes, homework, friends, boys, cutting, – it all seems so huge and like its all that matters.
but then i think about the future. in 10 years its wont matter who dated who for how long and who had a fight with who. it wont matter.
it wont mean anything.
but i want it to matter.
so im making myself a promise.
im going to stop thinking about the future and how things will be in a month, a year, a decade.
thinking about it now will not effect the outcome of my entire life. so the only thing i will […]
i have been depressed and suicidal for almost 4 years now. i am currently 14 years old. i have attempted suicide around 20 times (no attempts in recent year). i have frown tired of life, and i no longer feel as though i have a place on earth anymore. i promised myself that i wouldnt do it, but i can not keep that promise much longer. i dont know what to do, i am losing control and i dont even mind it.
And time an time again here i am .
About to take a massive over dose of venlafaxine and tramadol.
Mixed with codine just to see if its going to take my mind off my piss poor life
Ive lost every thing, Â my home my family my kids my amazing girlfriend, Â all because im fooked in the head.
Being homeless an living out the boot of your car sucks .
I was better than this
But now im just scum , whats the point ?
I have always been an upbeat person; the type who keeps a positive attitude towards living. Since I was ten years old I have had HIV. Even though I still try to stay positive about it, physically I am starting to feel very fatigued and tired this year. Some part of me really just wants to let the disease win and let nature take its course. I have been fighting this disease for almost twenty years, and am exhausted. Currently I am on a large scholarship for doctoral research in bioremediation and my life is full of promise. Unfortunately, I don’t feel I have the […]
 this is pretty much what I would say…
Dear Someone:
First of all, I don’t think I can explain why I’ve done this so if you’re hoping to get that from this letter, just know I will probably disappoint you. Second, also know that I have always detested suicide letters. I think it’s a load because I know nothing I say is going to matter. The only reason I can think of for doing this is so that people can’t ***** that “She didn’t even leave a note†– blah. As if it will make a difference. People will draw their own conclusions and forensic psychologists and […]
Why have I not crumbled, why have I not cracked? I feel myself deteriorating.. Everyday I swear I won’t get out of bed, and everyday I swear I’m going to cry myself to sleep. I swear each day will be my last, but guess what? It never is. I push through & I survive… & so do you. Spend a few minutes reading this & you will continue to survive…
-Take a big breath in…Now let it out.
-Do something that makes you smile (listen to music, sports, art, ect.)
-Take a piece of paper & write “I will smile again” because guess what? I promise you will.
-Keep […]
I’ll hold out for 2 more years. But if things don’t change by my 30th birthday, then I’m going to do it on that day at midnight. I’m tired of being stepped on, cast aside, lied to and generally fucked over, but I’m willing to try to make things better. This is the only promise I can keep in regards to taking my life. I’ve already written most of my letters to loved ones, letters of apologies and I’ll make sure I put them in a place where they can be found. I just hope that I won’t have to use them.
Well.. Hello fellow people on here. I guess we’re all here for the same reason. Because we’re alone. Clearly none of us have anywhere to run to in real life. So we search for it on the Internet. Where anyone can be who they want. Where we can all hide behind a mask and not be ashamed of who we are..
Well, anyway. In ash. Well that’s what I go by anyway.
The point of this post is to help anyone in need. I promise I am good help and will listen. I actually plan on majoring in psychology when I go to college in […]
I gain hope. I gain strength. But what do I not gain everyday after I cry and keep from cutting myself? A promise. I guess that’s okay, considering that promises mean nothing anymore, but still. They kick me down, I get up, they do it all over again. Harder and harder each time. Every. Time. Â It never fails. Trevor won’t even look at me anymore. It seems like no one will. Or they do, but every time they do, they laugh. The girl that was my best friend, Emily, turned on me. I’m talking complete 360 degree circle. She acts like I know nothing, mean […]
When I started writing/posting on this site, I made a promise to myself. I promised myself to post EVERY DAY at least one post. I actually didn’t believe I would maintain this for more than one week. I’m a person that starts completely enthusiastic, but after a few times doing it, I always quit. So thid was a big and important challange for me. Now I’m a little proud of myself, because this is my 19th post in 18 days and I wrote everyday!! I finally do something every day. I hope that my promise won’t be broken soon…
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