Teachers,
I need you to understand that teens in your class struggle to answer a math problem, a book question, or 50 questions on a test, not because they don’t know the answer but because they’re struggling with life. When you call on a kid because you don’t think they’re “paying attention”, just remember that, that kid pays attention to every little thing. Remember that kid contemplated ending their life that night bc of people who suck. So excuse us teens for not being able to focus in class, when we’re too busy focusing on what that mean ***** said to us right before class. […]
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Absolutely love the lyrics to this song, the video…not so much. It definitely asks some great questions.
I’ve been coming to this site for over 3 years now. I haven’t posted anything in over a year because I thought that I could fight this feeling of desperation, anxiety, loss and depression on my own. To be honest all I did was block everything out and I have become numb to the core. My world spun out of control last year with my mothers attempted suicide and her failed efforts to take my sister and I on the same journey to death (in simple terms: she tried killing as well by poisoning our dinner). This was the cherry on the cake that […]
I have two questions regard death by hanging, suspension , without breaking of the neck. The first question is will you feel anything after losing consciousness ? I know the feeling of lungs heaving must be painful but I want to know if someone would experience it at all, since after 10 seconds or so the person would be passed out. Is it a painful experience? The second question is how loud is the sound of someone suffocating during suspension hanging?? Is it possible for someone to hear, gagging, choking, or lungs heaving while passing? If so from how far away? through a wall? More […]
Who?
Who am I? Who are my parents? Who will help me?
What?
What is going on? What will all this accomplish? What do I get from this all? What am I still doing here? What did I do to deserve this?
Where?
Where well I go now? Where will I matter to someone? Where will I die?
When?
When will this be over? When can I just be happy? When will you accept that I don’t belong here?
Why?
Why does this happen to me? Why can’t anyone help me? Why don’t they understand? Why can’t I be happy? Why did you leave? Why […]
As in, do you believe there exists definitely righteous/evil actions? Do you believe morality can be determined through science, logic and philosophy? Or are we just primates deceived by our inner yearning(that is, our brains) for “justice” into believing some actions truly “ought to” be done, when there exists no such thing. I’m not asking for a rigorous answer to this question as I understand the difficulty in answering such fundamental questions – there is an active tug-of-war between the greatest minds in science, philosophy and theology as to the nature of morality.
Personally I’m split on the matter – partly because I’m a largely scientific thinker, and I […]
One too many unanswered questions…nothing but a spinning waste land mind..
I am an American currently living in England as a part of the United States Air Force. I’d really like to talk to anyone that is/was a cutter. Nothing personal I swear. Just a few really quick questions. I can email or use KIK or Viber. Please leave a comment if you feel comfortable talking to me. I just really need some advice :/ Thanks
My demons creep back into my room and rip me to shreds…. Leave me with tears, scars, and blood dripping from my legs…. Who cares though right? I mean that’s how I live life everyday… With the people around me.. Who say they’ll stay?
I mean they said it’d be okay.. But honestly this “okay” feeling has yet to come.. So here I am once again putting on the same mask to hide my true expression.
Though I may smile it doesn’t mean I feel how I look… Looks can be deceiving.. And one might say that I’m a master of deception. I scream for […]
I shouldn’t be jealous
i shouldn’t be annoying
i shouldn’t ask questions
i shouldn’t be concerned about anything
I shouldn’t care
i should go back to how I used to be
i need to be normal
i need to be happy
i need to improve on my communication skills
but why can’t I just be me?
Hello!
So I have a few questions about the method of overdosing. See, what I really want to do is use helium or ********, but I’m not in a position where I can get the necessary equipment. Anyway, I’m probably going to overdose on pills. But I really don’t want to deal with the throwing up and pain. So I was wondering, if I took some strong sleeping pills before, or just overdosed on sleeping pills, do you think I’d fall asleep first and stay asleep? Because that would be ideal. Thank you!
I’m trying to cut ties from those who are trying to get close to me. I already have many relatives to mourn for me, but I’d rather not bring outsiders heartache when I free myself. It sounds selfish and heartless, but the pain I feel in my heart gets heavier each passing day. It makes more sense to isolate this pain in one specific group rather than have it explode out of proportion, even though that may happen anyway.
I live alone in my mind with my demons and I’m doing a pretty good job keeping them entertained. They shouldn’t know about these inhabitants, they will […]
I think this is one of the most important unanswered philosophical questions at this time. Are you right now and you in a minute from now identical, apart from whatever experiences you may have made in this minute? (A) Is there something which identifies you as a distinct human being which is preserved over time?
You could for example imagine a duplication machine which copies every particle and all of it’s properties of an object and creates a new object with these particles which will be identical to the first object. (Let’s just assume this were scientifically possible (B) – which we don’t know of course […]
As it gets closer to time I’m wondering what it will be like. Will there be pain? Will I feel life leaving my body? Will I be asleep? Will I be afraid? Will I fail? If I fail what’s going to happen? Will I be hospitalized? Psych hold? What method will I try next if the pills fail me? My brain is busy processing all these questions. Has anyone attempted before that is willing to share your experience?
Why am I still here at all? I’m a fucking failure at everything to do with life – including ending it. I could have jumped that not-so-fair day in May. I could be at peace, or whatever it is that happens after death, sleeping in a pine box 6 feet underground. I could have left all this shit behind me. . . so why am I still here?
To die, or not to die. To live, or not to live – those are the questions. I thought for a while I had escaped the dim cloud of gloom that hovers over me, but it has again […]
How Depression Has Changed Me for the Better…A Message of Hope
Remarkably, two years from its onset, I’m still alive; still fighting. By some odd twist of fate, I’m still here…still on this beautiful earth that once was forgotten in my mind. I’m still here to speak of the taboo disease that is depression…this stigma that is an incomprehensible sadness. The sole disease that many encounter, yet the sole disease that no one wants to admit to. The sole disease that is so easily swept under the rug. The sole disease that is too disgusting to talk about, so it’s kept to a whisper. The sole […]
There’s no reason big enough to end you life
There’s no heartache you won’t recover from
There is no past that you can’t overcome
There is no sadness that can drown you long enough
For you to come up gasping for breath
There is no obstacle big enough that you can’t jump over
There is no reason why you can’t lift the weight of the world from your shoulders
There is no plossible explanation to why you can’t remove suicide from your daily goal
There is no hurt that you’ve never experienced before
There is no girl or guy that can make you question your reason for living
Its your inner desire, that question your […]
Remarkably, two years from its onset, I’m still alive; still fighting. By some odd twist of fate, I’m still here…still on this beautiful earth that once was forgotten in my mind. I’m still here to speak of the taboo disease that is depression…this stigma that is an incomprehensible sadness. The sole disease that many encounter, yet the sole disease that no one wants to admit to. The sole disease that is so easily swept under the rug. The sole disease that is too disgusting to talk about, so it’s kept to a whisper. The sole disease that is too embarrassing to ask for help, so […]
Remarkably, two years from its onset, I’m still alive; still fighting. By some odd twist of fate, I’m still here…still on this beautiful earth that once was forgotten in my mind. I’m still here to speak of the taboo disease that is depression…this stigma that is an incomprehensible sadness. The sole disease that many encounter, yet the sole disease that no one wants to admit to. The sole disease that is so easily swept under the rug. The sole disease that is too disgusting to talk about, so it’s kept to a whisper. The sole disease that is too embarrassing to ask for help, so […]
I find it grossly unfair that if I had a terminal illness I would be discussing its ramifications with my daughter and preparing her for my demise. But because I intend to depart by my own hand, I have to stay silent and she’ll have to endure the shock and the potential lifetime effects of not only my death, but having no preparation for it. All of the questions she’ll have later I would gladly answer now, but that’s against the rules.