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suicide survivors

The Harms of Suicide

by PainNlife 8/10/2013

written by PainNlife

*These are not my words they are from a blog I read online. They provide an interesting point of view and should be read and thought about.

Citizens considering the issue of suicide generally fall into one of two camps: those who condemn suicide (and people who commit it) on moral grounds, and those who, while acknowledging suicide’s awfulness, excuse those who commit suicide on grounds of mental illness. Along with Thomas Szasz, I fall outside either camp: suicide is a choice for which the actor is responsible – he is not automatically mentally ill for having chosen suicide – but I doubt whether […]

8/10/2013 1 comment

Stop Suicide

by SuicideStopper 8/9/2013

written by SuicideStopper

Hi there. I’m a suicide survivor. I want to share my story to everyone that is going through the same thing. I have type one diabetes and that was one of the main reasons why I got made fun of, including my looks. I’m very insecure and I hate it. I’m a survivor. I wanted to die. I got a pocket knife and I was going to do it, but my brother walked in on me and he stopped me. He let me cry into him the whole night. A few weeks ago, I drank bleach. I threw away the bottle and my mom saw […]

8/9/2013 0 comment

The big question has an answer

by woolfie-steps 8/7/2013

written by woolfie-steps

It’s 1 a.m somewhere in a little country in South America and right now, while reading that most suicide survivors look back and are glad they didn’t die, I can wholeheartedly say I beg to differ. I wish it would have worked the 1st, the 2nd or the 3rd time. Maybe I just had an awful day today. Maybe tomorrow I’ll see things differently. I’d like to believe I will.

8/7/2013 6 comments

Almost Gone..

by tahnee_wisch27 2/10/2012

written by tahnee_wisch27

I never understood why I would one minute be unbelievably happy and the next minute be crying for no apparent reason..
It all started on a Monday after school, which is another reason life had been unbearable. No matter where I went I was the school whore..or at least the freshman whore. But back to that Monday night, my cousin whoâ€™s also my best friend was over spending the night. We were picking out clothes to wear for the next day at school. Then my mom came home, she was obviously stressed and started yelling at me. Next thing I know weâ€™re screaming bloody murder […]

2/10/2012 1 comment

The day I broke

by lolly 1/19/2011

written by lolly

Almost 6 years ago is when I started to lose the grip on my depression. In hindsight depression started for me around age 13. My first suicide attempt was at age 14. My Mum was given antidepressants after my Dad left us. She didn’t take them. I did 15 pills at once. I awoke a few hours later still on my bedroom floor where I sat and swallowed the pills.My head was so foggy, I could barely walk. I stayed this way for almost 48 hours. My Mum did nothing. Later in the year I cut my wrist with a razor blade.
I still remember […]

1/19/2011 3 comments