On Friday night I overdosed on burpion, this time I didn’t even mean to. I thought I ran out of my 350mg so I took 4 150mg to equal it to 450mg. Instead I took 4 350mg. As soon as I found out I did that I was having a panic attack. I didn’t want to tell anyone, I didn’t want to bother anyone and I felt like I would get yelled at. So I just went into my living room and watched some YouTube videos. After 2 hours of waiting I finally felt the side effects. I felt like I could not breathe, my […]
stop
Today is going to be very bad, have snapped
I wish she’d stop being so mad
I wish I’d stop being so mad
I wish…
I’m the past hour alone I’ve cut myself nine times. I’m only doing this to stop a tenth. Or an eleventh. To stop myself until I go somewhere I can’t come back from. Because no matter how much I want to die, I don’t want to let everyone around me know how much I hate myself, and how much I hate how they all so fucking perfect.
Is suicide actually selfish if you’ve tried everything you know of out there to get better? Isn’t it selfish for others to stop you if you have tried everything? To stay living in torture just so that others can continue on as normal, how’s that fair?
Im 26 and never had a girlfriend. I watched a lot of porn and become a sex-addict. I fucked over 300 prostitutes last 5 years and i cant stop with this, it makes me feel so numb. When is see couples walking around i feel so angry and envious.
Suicide is inevitable
Happened again, caffeine this time would have had more but visitors came so I had to stop, close though. I seem to be lacking a sense of fear now even when my heart hit 200bpm I was not scared. The world seemed to come I’m overwhelming waves of euphoria as well as caffeine I added some oxy, tramadol and seroquel probably evened it out too much. I cannot stop thinking I have never stopped thinking and I always remember I hate it but it’s me I hide it for so long but then I break and I will again it seems an inevitability of me.
I don’t think I can continue like this. im in so much pain all the time. I want it to stop. I want to die but I don’t want to hurt anyone. maybe I could just get in a horrible accident and god will let me die
ok everyone needs to back up and calm down here for a second. Wndozh8er must have removed his last post because others here are accusing him of seeking attention and playing the victim. He was hurt and so was I over something personal just between us, but we working out the differences and it’s no ones business but ours. Just please don’t hate on him or change your opinions of him because he speaks what’s on his mind. He is not and never has been a drama starter or attention whore. Please stop treating him as such and posting stuff about it. He’s a huge support […]
Hey you, yes you, with the razor in your hand
and the tears in your eyes, I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont drag the blade across your wrist,leg,hip or tummy.
Hey you, yes you, with the pills in your hands
and death on your mind. I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont swallow those pills. I actually care.
Hey you, yes you, with the rope around your
neck and vodka on your breath. I hope this has
reached you in time.
Dont jump dont hop just stop. Remove the
rope step off the chair, I care.
Hey you, yes you, with the horrid past and […]
So, I’m 40. I’m fairly successful, have a girlfriend and a house in a very beautiful part of the US. But I can’t stop crying, if I see a war movie or watch some SVU show I lose it (tho I’ve never experienced either). I think every day about how things would just be easier if I wasn’t here.
I’ve been to doctors, but I largely medicate myself with xanax and tequila.
What the f**k should I do? I want to stop thinking about dying; yet I think about it every day.
I feel like a whiney bastard, but I don’t know how to fix myself.
What would you […]
So, I will maybe make a journal to force me stop eating until death.
Next month, I will be completely alone in the flat for 2 months, so it would be easy to let me die. It’s ideal.
I hope I will become very weak, and the death will be sweet.
I tried some times, but there have been things that made me consider that hope in my life was still possible. I was wrong everytime.
I have no money, because unemployed, and the social help stopped, and I won’t ask them another help, I have one month, and I won’t be tempted to buy food, because I have no […]
so, my headache had gotten worse (due to overthinking) and I decided to go to a counselor and she told me that I should undergo to a therapy and I’m planning to tell it to my mom but I guess she’s just kid me again like when I told her I wanted to die/kill myself and she said she’d even help me. I wish I could stop thinking you know, i wish these thoughts would just perish
I feel completely broken inside, like a part of me that should be there is missing. I’m constantly surrounded by a dark cloud that suffocates me. I feel like it should have killed me already. I’m surprised it hasn’t. It’s so hard to live with so much pain. My friends don’t understand – the few that I’ve told about it. They think that chocolate and hugs will make it all better. It won’t.
The truth is that I want to disappear. Except I can’t. The problem with having a perfect-on-paper life is that: a) people don’t believe that you could possibly have any problems, and b) […]
I want to kill the fucking voices in my head, I feel suffocated
They love to torture me until I sleep.
I want to be alright, I really do but they yell at me horrible things.
“WHORE” “UGLY” “WORTHLESS” “YOU SHOULD DIE NO ONE IS GOING TO CARE” “INVISIBLE” “POINT LESS” “WASTE” “FRUSTATED” “TALENT LESS” “KEEP CUTTING, KEEP STARVING KEEP SELF HARMING YOU REALLY DESERVE IT” “YOU ARE A SUICIDE PSYCHO ***** THAT’S NOT GOING TO CHANGE”
I just want them to stop, I’m not that kind of mean person. JUST STOP.
There must be some way to control your state of mind. Sometimes I get adrenaline rushes and feel like nothing matters and feel great, other times (like now) everything feels heavy and depressing. basically I am suffering because I can’t stop looking at suicide as a tragic event that will hurt everyone badly, including myself. How can I make it so I stop looking at it that way and instead develop an adventurous/relaxed and eager mindset for suicide? I want to stop feeling the intense guilt, regret, melancholy, and anxiety that comes with this. I’ve read and think lots of people here would “benefit” from […]
Im getting depressed of other people having great lives and succeeding. everyone seems so happy and its Friday night and im not doing much, well I cant. just needed to put this out, FB is bad for your mental health! I’ve been there. its a pattern that has to stop. otherwise I just sink in those black thoughts . why is it fair other peoples lifes are better? :/
I wish the last two people who care about me would stop so I can just kill myself and end this pain already.
First post here….. I don’t know.. I’ve lost everyone and the only two left don’t know. They wouldn’t understand…. I need someone who is non judgement all to help me through this… I’ve lost all hope.
Today was my birthday, drove to beach with a friend and imbibed a lot of liqor at the beach, shared momemories and laughed. Got back home and slid back to my depression and existential crisis. Holding pills in cupped hands and crying. I want the pain to stop. Can’t go on like this.
“Did you really wanna die? No one commits suicide because they want to die. Then why did they do it? Because they wanna stop the pain.” – Tiffanie DeBartolo
Found this quote and thought of it to be very true. I’m done. I’m sorry mom, dad, and brother but I need to do this. When I get the chance I’m hanging myself. I have no motivation to get a job, start a career, or just live in general. Nothing appeals to me in life. I’m a broken soul with no home here. I have parents that love me and I have a roof over my head and I should be grateful for that which I really really am but I don’t want it. I just don’t want to be here anymore. The depression hasn’t […]