I’m not lost, I’m not in pain, I’m not under that much stress (22/m/In college), I don’t have too bad a life actually. My dad is unemployed so with my part time job I’m helping him stay afloat back home but I don’t mind. He wiped my ass when I shat my diapers as a baby and now I’m repaying him by helping him when he needs it. I’m not religious. I never understood the whole God thing. Not that I didn’t go to church. I really tried to believe, I wanted to believe, I just couldn’t buy into the invisible dude in the sky […]
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Suicide
I would come up with a better title if that one didn’t fit so well.
I cut myself.
but cutting, to me, isn’t serious. It gets a larger reaction than it deserves and I just do it for sympathy. I never feel anything when I cut. I only feel when I’m laying on my bed weeping my eyes out until my tear ducts are completely dried.
I blame it on hormones, being a teenager, ect. I can’t take myself seriously. I don’t have a good reason to cry. Why do I take everything for granted? Why can’t I appreciate what I have. Why don’t I feel […]
She put the knife to her soul
She needs a sweet release
She needs somebody
She digs in deep, revealing all her secrets
She knows her time was wasted
She put the pills in her mouth
She let’s death sit on her tongue
She needs some love
She needs to breathe
She drives at a tree
She wants realization to come at her at once
She hates feeling worthless
She hates the dreadful feeling of guilt
She wants the light to overwhelm her body
She wants to be taken away
She is hit by it all
She is gone
She was wrong
She just needed […]
I can’t even explain my feelings every night
I feel my heart aching as I turn out the light
Can’t shut my eyes, swollen from each tear
I never expect my thoughts to get this severe
Knife, scissors, pills all cover my desk.
All which can leave me very statuesque.
Thoughts erupt my mind about all I hate
I don’t know really if I want death to wait.
Each night I spend lying completely alone
When will it get better? it remains unknown.
Searching deep down to find me a reason
Why I keep living through this suicidal season.
Exploding with depression as I lie in my bed
This pain is too much, makes me wish I was dead.
These thoughts […]
although most here are in the same boat as me… a daily struggle with life and happiness…. I wonder if there is any one here who has come to the point of saying they are glad they did not go through with suicide, and it all gets better.
My question is …Â as you are now in the point in your life where it is all better…. and you are glad you are still alive…. if you knew you had to suffer for another 5, 10, 15 years to get to this point of happiness…. would you still say it is worth it, sticking it out?
It’s […]
Hi, I’m 12 years old and in the 7th grade. I have never tried to commit suicide but I have considered it. I just want it all to end sometimes, but sometimes I look around and think, “Why would I want to die? There’s so much to live for.” I started cutting about two months ago, but got addicted fast. I didn’t realize it at first. I thought I was in control and I wasn’t. Finally I thought, “This is stupid. I’m done with this.” I managed to not cut for all of 24 hours, then I couldn’t stop myself anymore and cut again. I […]
I need help, guys. Â This isn’t exactly about me though. I just have this assignment, I have to write a short story.
And I just wanted your guys’ input on it.
There was a single wobbly wooden chair, a small table, and a dim lamp in the living room of young Derek Soma’s apartment. He sat on the chair every night, reflecting on the day that had just passed, smoking the last cigarette he had each day due to his a-pack-a-day smoking habit.
Derek lived in the poorest part of town called the Tenderloin. San Francisco was a big city, many said it was the perfect mix of […]
Before I go I wanted to say this. So you’ll understand why I chose to go. I lived in a middle class style of life. Learning responsibilities young and trying to fit in whenever it was time to move again. I’m 22 and can easily remember about 25 places I’ve lived. Not counting the dozen others I can’t. So I’ve kinda already lived a travelers life. Knowing when to pick up and move. Knowing where to go the next day. I was born into it. Naturally I can’t be held down. Forced to please another living a domesticated lifestyle. The walls tell me it’s true. […]
I decided my suicide date is going to be 6.28.13 (June 28). I’m probably going to just take some pills, but I’m not forsure yet. Im just worthless, stupid, ugly, fat, Im nothing. Im useless to the world. I have no one anymore..
Humiliated. Helpess. Tormented. Scared.  Ive been going through these emotions for a several years and I had no idea how to fix them until now. The answer to my questions is suicide. I need to kill myself to finally feel like Im at peace.
almost every day now, i think about suicide. when i shower, i black out, grab something sharp and just start cutting. i don’t really know why i’m doing it other than my list of disorders. i haven’t cut since 7th grade. i’m in high school now and i started again about a week ago. whether i’m depressed or not when it happens, i do it anyways. everyone except my family can see, i don’t care.. but i just like looking at them. not because i think they look cool or make me cool, it just makes me feel better to know that i tried fighting […]
I’m new so I’m sorry if I am not doing this right… Can I complain here? I’ve only read a little.
I had a hideous upbringing, a hideous adolescence… I joined the US military to escape home…
My very best friend in the whole world was someone I met online, actually. For years he was my confidant. Long story short, we met, fell in love. Much as I fled my home state, I up and fled my home country and moved to the other side of the world. Got into an excellent school, an excellent programme, doing all right. It was a struggle doing it, but everyone […]
Have you tried every option in the book that never worked and are now planning your suicide? Before you even try to kill yourself, I want you to do a small task for me. I want you to go to the most peaceful and beautiful place you know that it is close to you (say.. the beach, the sun gleaming on the forest, a beautiful park)Â Go there, and just sit and notice the beauty around you. Don’t think, don’t cut. Just close your eyes, your mind, your hurt. Listen around you and relax. Do this whenever life gets to you. I don’t know if this […]
I went to my counsellor today, and she asked me this question “What are your 3 wishes?” I responded with this for one of my wishes- “For people to realise that there are more options than suicide.”
If people came to acknowledge that fact, would the beautiful souls who had taken their lives still be here today?
I’m so fucking sick of people wondering why anxiety, depression, and suicide are starting at such a young age. It’s happening because of our fucking schools. They give way too much work all the time and don’t give a single fuck because they don’t have to do it & once a student crumbles under that pressure they pile more work on. I have had to take so many absences lately because my anxiety has gotten so bad with school. I can’t fucking deal with all this and the expectation of being able to get it all done and teach myself everything I need to know […]
Another shitty day..How much more can I take before I lose my mind? Â I’m so fucking alone with this suicide shit. Â I need some support. Â Can somebody talk to me on here?
I feel like my entire life has just been one mistake after another. I’m fat, I have awful grades in school, I hurt my spine trying to lift weights to get less fat, I can’t do manual labor, it looks like I might not get my high school diploma.
I’m just so tired. So, so tired. I’m so tired of making mistakes and being a waste of space. I can’t work to help pay for college because of my spine. I hurt my spine trying to get less fat. I’m fat period. I’m so lazy I can’t even get good grades in school because I never do my […]
I’m 13 years old. I would tell you my name, but being new here, I don’t know if I can trust you all to that extent yet. Normally, I post poems that reflect how I feel at the moment, or how I felt throughout the day, but right now I’d like to get a few things off my chest. I’ve told a few of my friends some of this before, but no one knows all of it at its worst. I feel as though I can trust all of you with at least this, even if I don’t know you. So here it goes.
My story:
Suicide
I feel no fear
Suicide
I wish you were here
Suicide
I will use a knife
Suicide
I want to end my life
Suicide
I need to escape, be free
Suicide
ANSWER ME
Suicide
Take me away
Suicide
Make it today
Suicide
Your all over my mind
Suicide
Free me from my kind
Suicide
Let me pass in peace
Suicide
I need to release
Suicide
Now down i lie
Suicide
Goodbye
What did i do wrong?
Why are you always sad?
Why do you look so depressed?
Are you okay?
Is there any way is can help you?
Why dont you ever smile anymore?
What did i do wrong?
Why would you want to hurt?
Why do you intentionally harm?
What happened to your wrist?
Why are your thighs so bloody?
What did i do wrong?
Why do you dream of suicide?
Why would you want to die?
How can i make you stop?
How […]