I take this title from one of Sylvia Plath’s final poems before her own suicide. The Phrase Crackle and Drag to me implies an afterimage, like when you watch the television screen and shut your eyes. You see phantasmagoria looming in your vision. This is what I hope to accomplish by my death. I want my loved ones to know that there is no malice nor ill-will in this action; I want them to know that I love them with a love that cannot be quantified; an immeasurable love deeper and wider than even I can believe. It Becomes more apparent as the moment approaches. […]
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These past few days have been full of epiphanies, deep reflection and tears and a strange sense peace. Knowing that my ship is about to set sail into the unknown has created some serenity in my mind. I was tired of being motionless and receiving constant beat down. Relocated to the country, all I do is just breathe and watch the lush greenery. I am preparing for release.
“Life can be a setback, and death can be progression
Life can be a burden and death can be release
Life can be a problem and death can be a solution
If your life is death there can […]
I don’t consider myself as being mentally ill but doctors seem to think that suicidal people are just that. All I believe is that suicide is right for me and yet I will be considered mentally ill with being locked up as a possibility. I am not like an animal clinging onto life no matter what purely because of instinct; I am an intelligent human being that has come to believe suicide is right for me through logic and with thought. Life is meaningless at the best of times, others can’t see this because they have so much going on around them, I have little […]
first off, I’d get on my knees, cry tears of joy and thank the people for giving me my gift. They would be like true angels to me. My body would relax and I would feel at ease. I’d lay down, and drink the stuff without hesitation, and then drift off into the miracle of eternal nothingness.
I seen so many videos on euthanasia. I’m happy for these people and wish I could be there to have what there having. The solution is pure magic. Peaceful and painless. It’s fucking beautiful!
As someone who has educated myself on psychology, mental health, neurology, and philosophy, and have various mental illnesses (PTSD, Personality disorders of the Paranoid, Addictive, Dependent, and Avoidant type, OCD, ADHD and Major Depressive Disorder), not only can I evaluate myself, but feel as if I have a greater understanding on my own situation and others in similar situations than the people who counsel me. Not to brag (I’m not a pride type of person), but most psychologist and councelers I been to said that I am very intelligent, articulate, and incredibly self aware compared to there other clients. Some even told me that I […]
I love you, Alicia. I can’t live anymore, and I hope you can understand. I just want to find ultimate peace…. a permanent solution to my constant suffering.
See you on the otherside.
I want to be shot but I don’t want to die. I don’t want to end up paralyzed either. I am in a financial bind so I don’t have any money to pay you. Here’s my story: I’m utterly depressed. People tell me I’m too beautiful to be so sad. I’m 26 and everyone says I look just like Sarah Hyland. … In fact that’s all they seem to notice. No one knows how intelligent I am because they can’t get past my looks. My face seems to be all anyone cares about… They don’t want to know they real me. And when people finally […]
Well, hello everybody.
Although I’m not considering myself a banana tree, as the title would suggest, I feel like I’m losing it. I’ve become obsessed with the idea of killing myself. For about 2 years now not a single day has passed without such thoughts. And I don’t know why – there’s no rational reasoning behind this, not a thing. I’ve never been a bubbling kind of gal but now it’s getting out of hand. Every now and then I experience this ridiculous feeling that could be best described as a combination of infirmity, frustration and identity disruption, causing an actual pain, as if my head was […]
I am so sick and tired of this life. Everyday is like Groundhog Day. When I wake up i wonder why only to find out that my life Sucks!!! I am soo depressed, anxious, stressed out by the littlest things and my solution to these symptoms is to drink and drug. I know many other coping skills but none work for me. I have attempted suicide many times and cant even get that right. Suicide is on my mind daily and I think i am going to try a more violent method next time. I want to do it June 11th the day before my […]
I don’t post a lot, but right now, I just have to get this feeling out of me. Sorry for the melodramatics…
I don’t just wish I was dead; I wish I had never born. I hate that I am such a burden, such a waste of resources, such a disappointment. I know that most others don’t look at me and see that. They wouldn’t agree, and that should make me feel better. But really, it just means no one knows me. If they knew me, they’d see what I see. I work so hard at everything I do, and I just feel like I get […]
Simply put I’m not a well man (mentally)
I’m a psychopath point blank.
I’m no killer or anything but I can’t honestly say I won’t be in the future.
I wish I had an ability to empathize with people on an emotional level but I simply cannot.
I wish I were not a coward who shrinks at life but I am.
I wish I did not have a sexuality that bounces around more than a basketball at an NBA game but I do.
I wish that I could generate my own ego functions like an emotionally healthy individual would but I cannot.
I wish my mind was not warped but it is.
They […]
I swear that if hell exists it must be similar to the physical pain I’m feeling right now in all the right side of my face and head, combined with the psychological pain I have usually.
Good news is that I can’t have both at the same time so, for now, the psychological one is gone.
However, I could shoot myself right now to stop this horrible pain.
This is a stupid post and has nothing to do with the main topic, but it’s 2:45 in the night, I’m kind of dying and I need to distract myself some way. The pain killer pills are not […]
Mom had decided to divorce dad right after my sister was born. Didn’t do it, went back and had me, that’s when the fights began. Okay, decided to enter schizophrenia and Dad was too desperate to see the future believing life was so much fun. At 27, with a painless method at hand, I realise they are both being held by their children from dying. So we never had parents. I feel like I’m holding them alive at gunpoint, not fair, since they’re vehemently against it, they don’t even want me to earn, although my not having a job adds to it. So since my […]
looking at post i wanted to get in touch with writer but the dates were old, so ill post, the writer said he just bot the tank, cracked it a bit and wallaaaaah… im having trouble with the 400 dollar price of the exit site regulator and the welder supply said they have nothing at all that allows a constant flow….(oops this was for a helium idea, now im thinking ********) Someone said they know all about ******** here, could you tell me why i cant just crack it open and walllaaaahh, actually, this would be as close as i can get so it would […]
1. My dog.
2. nothing else.
Things I won’t miss
1. Disappointing everyone
2. Putting everyone on edge.
3. Messing up on a daily basis
4. The friends I thought I had.
5. The fact that you moved on before you’d scrubbed my blood off of your doorstep.
6. That you told me to die because I said I loved you and I needed your help.
I am sorry if you thought I ever blamed you, I really didn’t and I still don’t. You never were the cause of my problems, but I tried to make you the solution. I hope you’re happy in everything you do. I hope you never tell your kids […]
I’ve always had mental health problems since I first started school. History of substance abuse and violence at home. Being bullied at school and in social settings. I became a loner and have little time for people in real world including my family who I never see now. I’m just sick of the superficial nature of our society and its obsession with money, power, status, image. It makes me sick…quite literally.
I don’t consider myself to be anti-social but that would certainly be a diagnosis of doctors if answering a questionaire. No doubt the solution to my disorder would be a high dose of petrochemical based […]
Here’s an article about the positive effects of negative emotions. I think it’s good to remember that no matter how bad you feel, the feeling was designed to help you fix or compensate for whatever is troubling you. Killing yourself is not the solution…
http://www.psychologytoday.com/articles/201412/beyond-happiness-the-upside-feeling-down?tr=MostViewed
I feel so absolutely alone even though I’m surrounded by very dear friends. I can’t talk to them about the things that bother me because then they’ll see who I really am; a weirdo, a creep, a monster. I’m all alone and my story of loss and heart break doesn’t matter.
I wish I had died when I attempted suicide twice within two days a few years ago. It seems that my life will only be comprised of me pretending to be happy when on the inside I’m suffering egregiously.
I wish there was something I could do to take away the pain, but there is nothing. Therapy […]
I want to end up my pain not my life but to end up this horrible pain I need to die. I want to cut my hand’s arteries so I would die quickly in 15 minutes so even if they took me to the emergency there will be no time to save my life . I think this is the best solution for everyone and to make everyone happy . I don’t know when will I cut because I want to say bye to some people . thank you everyone in this website yes you were strangers but you helped me more than […]
So many times I’ve been told “it gets better”. In my case, it eventually will, but it could take 5 years or longer, and I can’t make it for that long. For those 5+ years, I’ll be stuck with my own body making my life hell. I can’t have relationships, I can’t do a lot of the things I want to do, getting dressed or hearing the sound of my own voice will be torture, just like it has been for so many years already.
I already tried to end it before, only a few months ago. I collected painkillers, but I quickly realised that I […]