Why does killing yourself have to be so hard? I mean methods. They’re so much work and I’m so tired anyway. Shouldn’t I have the right to die quickly and painlessly if I want to? Why does anyone else have the right to force me to stay alive? Why is every decision except this one considered sacred and inviolable? I’m allowed to do anything with my life besides end it. Why are DNRs only acceptable for some illnesses and not others?
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I hate that I am overweight and that especially lately I comfort eat a hell of a lot. I hate my appearance -the fact I have naturally curly hair is a curse, I wish I had a cuter nose and a generally more feminine looking face, my appearance is top of my list of reasons of why I want to die, I hate the way women are treated in society in general-mainly valued for appearance and that fake beauty is valued more than natural beauty seems a lot of people find a woman’s un made up face unacceptable, I hate how weak I […]
I am an international student in Philadelphia, USA. I have no job and I can’t pay tuition fees anymore. I can’t go back my country. I just want to die asap. I want to die peacefully. Thank you.
I’m a really shitty person. I don’t feel like I’m salvagable at this point. There isn’t a future version of me that should be able to be happy. Some people really should just die, and I feel like I’m one of them.
I don’t want to die. But it feels right, to a part of me. By continuing to live, I’m resisting the recognition of who I really am, and what should happen to me. I’m making the world worse, just by continuing to be in it.
The thought of a world without me in it is appealing, even though I wouldn’t be around to enjoy it. […]
Been lurking on this site for a while. I have suffered from anxiety and depression since I was about 12. I really struggle to make it through the day because the thoughts are so bad . Probably sounds pathetic but my appearance is the main reason I want to die it’s become really hard for me not to check myself in the mirror frequently am especially self conscious about my hair which to me always looks crap no matter how hard I try , even when I get it done by a professional it still doesn’t look good enough to me. I have been to […]
can i just disappear? – sometimes i just want to disappear. – i wish i could disappear. – i want to disappear from my life. just be gone, as if i were never here. (the pearl) – i don’t want to kill myself, i just want to disappear. – i just want to stop existing. – i want to disappear into the night and never return. – i don’t want to die, i just want to disappear. – take me to neverland. – i want to fade away, like fog, melt like sugar, disappear. – sometimes i want to disappear. – sometimes i just want […]
I cant do it this is stupid. Im too tired to move most of the time. Its a battle to not beat myself up all day. My best friend has stopped talking to me so she can kill herself and now ignores me im alone so im back here to be judged and picked apart. I want to die. Ive been suicidal for decadesm i should want to die. Im tires im sick my job is stressful. Everything is a suicide trigger I can’t stop over eatting. I am just scratching the surface I’m so angry i punch things at work randomly. Im undatable, uninteresting, […]
I thought I was okay now. And then I was told by my sister that I really do tend to be negative and say negative things, and then I’m back to wanting to commit suicide again. I just want to die. I just really wanna die.
There is never a month that I do not have suicidal thoughts. And I think God is selfish to not let us choose to die. If there is even a God to begin with.
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it hurts me that my family didn’t work out the way I wanted- I wanted to have a happy family and I wanted my kids to have everything. I always thought I’d be a great mom and ever since my first pregnancy life has been absolute hell. I have three kids now and their father passed away a little more than a year ago. I was ok at first but honestly the longer I go without him the more I want to die. I have no home or car. I stay with my kids all day to take care of them because that’s what I […]
If I were to die right now, nobody I know (in real life) would give a shit. It’s hard to want to live when nobody cares about you and you think your life is worthless, that it’s not worth living. And even worse when you can’t fucking kill yourself either, so you’re forced to be alive and miserable.
And it’s hard not to be miserable and depressed when nobody cares about you.
Bah!
I just wish to die. But I don’t wanna suffer or go through pain. I just wish for my soul to leave this body. Can it please leave this body. What’s forcing me to be inside this body.
I wish to die on my sleep. When I am sleeping its like the only place where I am able to escape my awake phase.
Its nice!
How about never waking up?And staying there. Forever asleeping.
Why? Why? Do I have to live? I feel force to live in my body.
Exactly whats going on? Why am I put at the center of control by my body to […]
So I went to some fancy schmancy doctors in San Francisco to get the results back from my brain scans. He said that the over activity in my brain causing my anxiety was “horrifying” and could only imagine how bad it would’ve been without my current meds. The comparisons between my brain and those of a normal brain are startling in their differences. He’s putting me on yet another medication with supplements- I’m excited but sceptical. I’ve already tried so many meds…. But what have I got to lose? I got so desperate to cut that I took apart my eyeliner pencil sharpener 🙁 It […]
Every possible way to kill oneself comes with the risk of ending seriously messed up and worse than one was before. I am not depressed, I just want to die. I fucking hate existing. I have to suffer every fucking day. I feel bad for my mom and her pain but there is no point to my life on this pathetic planet. If there was a god, they’d have some fucking compassion for someone who genuinely needs to escape. Fuck. No one can understand.
So simple. SO FUCKING SIMPLE.
all it takes is one misstep
or maybe a slight jerk of my hand on the steering wheel
perhaps a quick lead foot
could I slip into neutral and into the lake?
It’s just all so simple. Right there in front of me, a token accidental death with sinister roots. And yet I sit here, with my car turned off, writing this instead, talking myself off the ledge once more.
I’m so passively suicidal sometimes it scares me. I don’t want to die, but I also really, really want to. Oh well.
last saturday swallowed about 50, 500 mg acetaminophen tablets spent the entire night throwing up. spent several days nauseous, eventually went to the doctors(they dont know about overdose). then i swallowed about 15 more pills but im not feeling any side effects after it. i just want to die and i heard acetaminophen is one way to go
I wish I could be happy.
I wish I wasn’t a failure.
I wish my mom would stop telling me that I don’t make her proud.
I wish my dad didn’t walk out of my life before it even started.
I wish I was skinnier.
I wish I could stop cutting.
I wish I could die.
I wish I didn’t want to die.
I wish my existence wasn’t ignored by most people, even family.
I have a house, I just wish I had a home.
I wish things were different
But nothing will ever change
So I wish that when I kill myself, no one wishes that I didn’t.
Because if no one cared before death, then why […]
That’s how it goes. I’m not looking for sympathy or empathy or anything really, just felt like finally posting something after being registered for such a long while and not doing anything with it.
My stories the same as most, severe depression since I was young, when my mom got injured at work and I basically lost her, at least in my mind how it felt. She was a single mom so with no one else there to help us, it was up to me to take care of everything. That wasn’t so bad really, I liked the responsibility.
Fast forward a few years, I’m 12 or […]
I’ve wanted to die for as long as j can remember. I’m 29 and can remember wanting to. I’ve had so many opportunities but am too much of a ***** to pull he trigger, jump, take the pills, ect. And believe me, I want to do it. I just can’t. Hopefully the exit bag will help. Just gotta make it. (I just found this site which lead me to the discovery of the bag)
Thought I was feeling better and maybe I am. But think its time to start coming up with a plan. Because I don’t want another or anything else for that matter in my life anymore. I still feel empty and sad, but I do things. I’m not in bed anymore. I try to move on and see other people, but don’t want to anymore. I fell in love with that girl and thought it was real between the both of us, but it was just me. I relized I fooled myself again or whatever. But also feel ready to go. Lived the best I could […]