It is not okay to kill yourself. It is mean, it is selfish, it is disgusting. My bother was my best friend in the whole world. He was my go to guy for everything. He was strong, he was beautiful, and he was horribly selfish. He took his own life and left me here to try to live without him. It was too mean, too horrible, too awful for me to wrap my head around it. My mother can not stand to get out of bed, my dad had to cut his baby down when he found him hanging in the basement. My brother is […]
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There is an empty feeling that resides in my soul. I have searched every logical avenue to end this horrible feeling. I have been through hell and back, and as I look back the only reason I kept going was because I had meagre problems to overcome and each time I would succeed I would experience an acute sense of joy. I suffer from anxiety, depression paranoia you name it. Whether or not it was self inflicted from my history of drug abuse, traumatic events or my family history of mental illnesses or the potentiation of all of the above, this feeling is f*cked up. […]
sometimes id love to just bang my head against the kitchen table till i bleed to death.You see im caught between this road of all for killing myself yet slightly afraid.Not Afraid of whatll happen to me but to everyone else.My families is bad but not that bad. Im afraid by living im making my life worse and that by dying ill make there lives worse. I told my mom recently after my admission to the hospital that i felt everyone that theyd be better off if i was dead. But my mom told me how everyone acted when i was away at the hospital […]
I’ve had enough suffering with depression for a while. Now my best friend is going through alot of problems, and i mean ALOT. i need to stay with her and help her through it all, but it kills me. I’m always flashing back to when i was were she is now.. alone, anorexic, crying, cutting, all of it. Now i have to sit here and watch her deal with all of this, and i have to try and help her get better. Shes really stubborn as it is, but shes in denial, she doesnt see whats really going on, and she doesnt see where everyone […]
Whenever i think of committing suicide, there is nothing going through my mind. It just revolves round one word SUICIDE. I think it to be the escape of all my worries and sadness of my life. But then i think, No i cant for i have to stand for myself in the most worthy way and live above all. I dont want to get noticed all i want is love. So why dont i love myself. I started earning and doing things for myself. Pampering me is the best way which i think anyone can do to get out of this feeling of suicide. All […]
She doesn’t know
How much farther
She can go
Before its all over.
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She wants people
To notice her,
How far will she go
Before she will see the light.
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She stands alone
Thinking of ways to go
Because she thinks
People don’t see her.
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She realizes that
In this battle
Of life and death
No one is there for her.
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As the light
Grows brighter
She sees the
End is near.
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She knows what
She has to do,
All that’s left
Is saying good-bye
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She closes her eyes
And counts to three,
And before she knows it
Her life is
Done.
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She didn’t think
How this would
Affect the people
Who are around her.
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She doesn’t realize
That those who
Look up to her
Are going to try this themselves
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She didn’t know
That a seven year old
Would take the blame
Of this […]
I’ve heard this a few times from people now. “Suicide is the most selfish thing you can do.” It always comes from non-suicidal people, though. My sister popped that infamous line during my phone conversation with her last night, when I finally told her what I’d done Friday night.
I don’t see it. I see all of the miserable things here that drive people to suicide, and nobody cared when those people were being selfless or self-sacrificing, or just trying to please them. If it’s selfish, then it appears to be the one time in their existence when they thought of themselves. That’s not selfishness, that’s […]
things keep building up. little things. like homework and work that my boss gave me to take home. social gatherings that i said i would attend.
people like me. i am pretty. my parents pay my rent. i have lots of money. men like me. but i don’t like myself.
i am trying to be sober from drugs and alcohol. without anything to numb my brain, it feels broken. i just don’t want to do this anymore. i can’t cope. i wish there was a god so i wouldn’t feel so lonely.
deep inside i am just a lazy conceited selfish bratty little girl who usually gets […]
for as long as i can remember, i’ve always been different from everyone else.
eventually i came to accept it; i basked in loneliness, despite the fact that it was “wrong” in the eyes of others. it was wrong to sit in my room alone. it was wrong to ignore others. it was wrong to not be like everyone else.
so i put up walls and i lived behind a mask for years. it was nearly perfect, as everyone bought into my lies. they believed that i was the person who i pretended to be.
yet one person knew.. he was the person closest to myself. he […]
You want the whole truth about suicide? I’ll tell you…
For the record, I’m usually very perspicacious in my writing, but for this post I may not be. I’m just pissed and upset and I’m going to tell it like it is.
I’m tired of feeling pain. I’m tired of having nothing to look forward to. It’s not right and I don’t want any part in it anymore.
First of all, I’m really tired of all the bias against suicide. These uneducated simpletons think that suicidal is inherently selfish or irrational. Granted, a lot of times it’s acted out without any real preceeding analysis or careful assessment, […]