Tonight’s the night I end it. The only person I ever loved left me and won’t talk to me . I lost a baby and my friends don’t care anymore. I can’t wait to just go to sleep and never wake up. I only hope I do it quickly or that if I drink enough that the pain will be quick. I wish I could have told him I love him one last time.
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are a fucking joke. we didn’t ask to be born into this hell they call life. let us fucking die if we want. why would we call a number that’s just gonna try to talk us out of it? and the loony bin I’ve been there like seven times since 2005.. every time I left there…. I STILL WANTED TO DIE
every time my family talk behind my back,it realy hurt so much,
for a long time even now my famil help me,they support me to….
everyone tinks they are lovely,so do i,i can never except that they have talk behind my back… I cannot let them go..
i used to be a huge cheater,i am a big disgrace,i have had sex with many women,many relationship in my 50 pluss year…of my life,,, i have 3 children,my youngest is 16,
my ex wife an i raised our kids for many years,she wouldn’t give me sex anymore,one day i get angry at her, she takes the kids,but i still get […]
I could really use some right now… I feel like shit and I know it won’t get better at least today. I want someone to talk to but at the same time I’d rather not burden anyone with my presence.
If you don’t wish to talk to me anymore or have any means of communication with me, you could just tell me straight.
I don’t wish to be kept in the dark, even if the truth hurts…
There is no comfort in the truth anyway.
So much sadness.I am going to be very quiet.I am going to be very still. If I do this I can stop trying to explain to them what the matter is,and for that matter,ANYTHING I want to talk of to them…its all no good -they do not want to know.Ive worn their love and interest right the fuck out of them .Nothing I can say about anything is of any relevance.I either go from here and wander til I find a way to live,or to die…or I lay here and die..
When I was about 12 – 13 years old (I’m now 24) thought I was gay. I started going on a forum where I met a girl called Serena. I spoke to her every single day, eventually we decided to be girlfriends. Being that age I really felt like I was in love, I loved speaking to her over the net and by text. She’d get me to leave voicemails too, I’d do anything for her. It was so nice finally having someone to talk to, I didn’t have any friends and was always bullied… She made everything so much better.
This carried on for months, […]
So everyone comes here to talk about ending it all….
Many of us are already dead.
You know what I mean.
It’s so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself. That’s above and beyond everything else, and it’s not a mental complaint-it’s a physical thing. Like it’s physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out. So you just keep quiet.
I’m tired of a lot of things… It really doesn’t even make sense to me anymore… I mean, I’m tired of living, I’m tired of hurting, I’m tired of breathing, I’m just tired…. And everyday of my life, I think about just being dead… Not even necessarily killing myself… To be honest, I really don’t want to die, yet I don’t want to live… I don’t want to kill myself, but I don’t NOT want to kill myself… Either way…. I’m absolutely exhausted of feeling anything, thinking anything, being anything… The biggest thing I’m tired of…. Is wanting to be dead…..
Despite the fact that I […]
You know. I don’t know how you would act if I told you I was depressed. You would probably give me a useless pep talk then get mad when I don’t change like she does. I’ve already talked to them all. But I won’t talk to you. I can’t. You left. I remember when you told me that you were going. You were smiling and I was begging but you still left. I cried at school. People made fun of me behind my back. You made me lose my confidence and trust with people. I slowly realized that you would not be coming back. But […]
I honestly believed I would never feel suicidal again or cut mysef, but lo and behold both started again today. Its been two years since I cut and 3 since my last suicide attempt. Also I was positive I would never feel like this because of a chick, but as im sure you can guess, that is the reason. It might be because I had to talk her down from suicide 3 nights ago. She just got “raped”, maybe(pathological liar), and i was the only one she wanted to talk to, I spent two nites with her just holding her. But we hadnt even seen […]
i cant help but feel that no matter what i do what pills i take who i talk to it, its never gonna be good enough. suicidal thoughts will not go away, the only thing that makes them dissapear for a minute is self harm, i hope other people understand but nobody i know gets it.
my littel joke has always been i tick the remember me box when i sine in cos that way at least some one will its a sham that its becomeing more and more true iv just come back from a larp event a place were NO ONE GIVES A SHIT WHO YOU ARE OR WHATS WRONG WITH YOU AS LONG AS YOUR UP FOR FIGHTING RP AND DRINKING AS LONG AS YOUR A NERD OR A GEEK AND AS LONG AS YOUR NOT A DICK UP FOR A LAUGH AT EVREY AVALABUL TIME YOU ARE COOL non of them give a shit about my spelling or […]
I’v been suicidal for 5 years. I started to self harm in 7th grade. I was bullied a lot and figued no one cared. My friend saw my arm… she didnt lecture me or tell me to stop or ask why. She simply walked away and we never spoke again. Iv had no one to talk to for 5 years. My mom hates me. She knows nothing about me. Her main goal in life is to get high with her boyfriend, but anyways im in my junior year of high school. Everyone look at me funny, i mean it was fine until it got worse. […]
I have prevented my self from preparing for my death many times but today it feels stronger. I feel like getting up at this very moment and getting what i plan on using to end myself. I feel sad that this night (or shall I say early morning) could be the moment I final do it. Each time I have these thoughts of preparation I always look online for a place to talk to someone just to know someone is there. I have lost so many friends and just want someone to know what I have been feeling and what I plan to do just […]
I’m feeling really defective right now.
I went to a special “designer” research hospital in New York last month. Today, the super bill came with the diagnosis codes. I haven’t received their final report yet, but one of the diagnoses has sort of kicked me in the gut and I don’t feel like I can talk with any family member about it lest they throw it in my face.
It has to do with cognitive impairment which can arise from head trauma or prolonged medical treatments. Full recovery is rare. I guess you’d have to see what I have trouble with now, compared […]
So I swore I’d never post here again, that my last post about being tired wasn’t going to lead to another. That it was a one time venting thing. So why’m I here again? Good Lord, I don’t even know. Maybe it’s because I want to off myself, but am too afraid to do it. Maybe because I’m all talk, and just desire some kinda of attention, even if its just negative attention. Perhaps its a plea for help, so people talk to me. Maybe its so I don’t feel as miserable and alone. I created Tumblr for the same reason – as an outlet […]
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