On some days I wished I never starting self-harming, but on other days I wished I never stopped
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Suicide
I get tired of hearing that things will get better, just give it time, etc. Maybe they will get better or maybe they won’t, none of us can tell the future, but what about the time in-between? What about barely getting through the days and the nights, constantly hurting and wanting to die?  What if you just can’t take that anymore? I have waited and waited and waited and nothing has gotten better. Just when I think that it will get better for once, it all gets taken away.
I can barely get through everyday. I am constantly on the verge of tears. I cannot take this pain […]
A few months ago I got a call from a girl named Victoria. She was cussing me out and crying and screaming and when she finally told me what was going on…one of my good friends Debbie Valoy had hung herself from the tree in her backyard. The girl told me it was all my fault because I didn’t talk to her for the past two weeks because I had some really serious things going on with my cousins. Their lives were in danger and I warned her that I may not be on facebook for a while. Next thing you know I’m getting that […]
The worst battles we face are the ones hidden within us. Â Merely living becomes one giant lie – one giant chore. Â Going on in life and following Routine becomes the norm, but nobody sees the truth. Â Nobody sees that you’re on the edge, you’re breaking down.
And when you do finally let it out, you break down to someone – They don’t care, they only use it against you. Â People look down on you, they call you crazy – when all you need is somebody to tell you that they care.
My entire life has been one big mess. When I was a kid, I wanted to […]
So, I had an appointment at exactly 10 o’clock sharp this morning to see a psychiatrist, whom I’ll be seeing frequently now, as well as two other counselors.
Anyways, the session was HORRID.
I was taken to the “Nurse’s Office” to be weighed, my height to be checked, blood pressure was taken, and last to have my pulse checked, followed by a series of medical questions.
Then taken a few doors down to the psychiatrist, who was a nice older lady, who talked about my cat sweater I’m wearing.
Being aware that I’m usually being questioned one on one, I figured it would be her asking me the questions, […]
My name is Denise.
I am 17 years old.
I am a junior.
This is my story and the events that led me here.
I was born and raised in Texas. Honestly, I’ve been depressed as far back as I can remember. Sure I laughed and played like anyone else as a child, but there was a darkness I could feel consuming me as I grew up. When I progressed into middle school that’s when I began to let the darkness in. I was bullied.  I met girls who cut. And so I started to cut too. It felt good. I cut […]
I’ve wanted to kill myself since freshmen year of high school. I’m 17 now. I still want to kill myself. I’ve had one half-ass attempt. I hate my life sometimes. It’s a good life though. That is fucked up. I’m smart. Motivation is hard. I have suicidal thoughts. They vary in intensity. Life is hard. Too hard sometimes. Fuck life. I’ve been in-between suicide and life for too long. I don’t know.
Hello, I’m Kassie. I’m 15 years old, living in HELL. It all started on October 30th, 1998, also known as the day I arrived into this horrid place. I was born in a small town in Indiana. The two people who gave me 23 chromosomes each were an unmarried couple who never thought they’d bring a baby into the world became the parents of me. I was born as Kassie Inez (leaving my last name private.) My father wanted to name me Presley, after (not shockingly) Elvis Presley, who was his idol, his role model. Unfortunately, my mom being the one who’d carry and birth me, […]
anybody know any tablets to take? Please! X
I have deep depression. I fought it for years. then my meds wearing down without me realizing. was going suicidal before I…the only word I can think of is “forced:-I forced myself to confide in my parents…
from there I eventually started looking for support-in a few very close friends, in my siblings. I got aggressive in making the hurt and sadness disappear.
this isn’t the point and I don’t want to get sidetracked.
the point is im sick of it. just sick. revolted. tired. world weary.
eventually my supporters took my happier demeanor for granted. I was looking for more responsibility and was up and about more-but it […]
This is my first ‘story’ on here, and quite frankly I don’t really get how to navigate this whole thing.
But that’s not what I’m on here to talk about.
Nobody in my family that is close to me has died. I mean, my great aunt and my mom’s cousin’s dad died, but nothing effecting me too much. I’m not poor, my parent’s aren’t divorced, and I have a relatively happy and functional family.
If your still reading this, and you haven’t clicked out because it looks like im trying to brag about what i have, thanks. Because I’m not bragging.
I want to die. See now, that’s the […]
Its funny how all the planning and commitment can go out of the window once faced with the prospect of jumping. Originally i was going for a shotgun but i cant afford the gun, ammo, travel and bullets. This time of year a bridge would be perfect because of the freezing water coupled with the long drop. Its weird though… i wrote the note, really believed i was going to do it (this is my first time ever) and i just couldn’t bring myself to go over. I must have paced back and forth at least 10 times, and every time i went to go […]
Endless hours of unbearable pain.
Unbearable pain that cannot be explained
Why do I have to feel this way?
Can’t this feeling of hopelessness just go away?
I am so tired, so fed up
Can’t I just die, get it over with?
I don’t want to try anymore
I can’t try anymore
I have nothing left inside of me.
I had enough
I had enough
Why do I have to feel like this?
I want to end my life
I just can’t take this anymore
Please just let me die
The world would be better of
I guess I shouldn’t really feel abandoned, as I still have all of my family and they’ve been right by my side since day one.
This is my first post on here, so excuse me if I’m not correct in going about it.
My boyfriend died two days shy of a month ago. It could have been a suicide, it could have been an accident. Seeing as we were both highly sexual people and I found him hung up on a door with a belt around his neck and his pants down, auto-erotic asphyxiation doesn’t seem to be out of the question. But he was suicidal and […]
I’m fairly new here and I’ve read some of your stories and it takes courage to write down your personal stories on this site. Well all through my life, I have felt this feeling of being alone. I talk around, joke and I enjoy meeting new people but even then, I still feel alone. I have a few great friends that I enjoy very much but I have never told them how I really felt inside. And to make matters worse, I’m my worst critic and my worst enemy. I see the small minor imperfections that put down and I really don’t want to live […]
I’m just tired of living in sadness I wish it would all just end..
The thing is, I’ve been battling for 3 years now. I let it lie for years before, but now I fight.
I didn’t want to fight, because fighting means risking defeat. If I fight, I might lose. I’m losing.
In the last year, I was hospitalized 5 times and spent a total of 6 months in the hospital. I’ve had two suicide attempts and during the first one, spent 2 days in a coma, only to wake up to delirium and yet another hospitalization.
I have scars on my legs, arms, stomach. I’ve needed countless stitches.
I’ve tried so many medications, I can’t list them all.
I am […]
its funny how as an adolescent i had many different reasons i wanted to die and they made sense to me.Now im not really sure if dying is the goal as of late.Acually im not sure what the goal is.
I find myself getting depressed over little things such as my aunt wasting away and me not speaking with her.also things like transpportation issues.Money issues despite never having had to pay a bill my whole life.I worry about not having a significant other.i worry about being alone homeless and helpless.Suprisinginly i worry about my own health since ive tried to take my own life so […]
(I’d like to apologize for what I’m writing here is not coherent.)
It is about 01:09 am, and I’m alone in my dorm room.
At the moment, I’m crying. I must say that I’ve been fighting the tears for a long time, and right now, here they are, running down my face.
I’m the invisible one, and for some reason, I don’t mind it at all. The only thing I regret is not having any reliable friend with whom I can talk openly. I’m about to turn 18, I’ve never had any capital-f Friend, and I highly doubt I’ll have any.
I spend most of time surrounded by books […]