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I’m tired of depression. It is all i know. I have no connection to anything. I want to die. Im tired of wanting to die but constantly living. Im tired of my brain. I’m tired of my loneliness. Im tired of inexplicably having everything i do here moderated. Im tired of having no identity or ability identify with anyone. I’m tired of being ugly. I’m tired of being fat. Im tired of whining. I’m tired of being tired. I’m tired of breathing. Im tired of annoying you all.
In two days, I’m ending things.
I don’t think the advice given here is related to the ban on “Suicide methods help”.
I am not asking how to kill myself.
I am not asking for convincing.
My mind is set and I will do it in two days, no one will stop me but myself.
I should’ve done this earlier, but I was just too all over the place for these last few weeks.
I need some tips on what to start off with, the before-death-preparation.
What should I do?
Write the note?
Should I clean up my room entirely?
Does that mean throwing out EVERYTHING, what do I keep?
I hate this.
I just want to […]
Or the Universe, or God, whatever, I don’t know. But now that I confessed a little something to my mother, I want to share it with someone else: I think my father’s death was my fault.
I’ve been wanting to die since I was 15 (that’s almost 11 years now), and two years ago, my dad died of Cancer. Tho I prayed everyday that the bloody cancer would left his body and came into mine instead, of course it didn’t happen. And I think, I honestly believe, that that was the Universe telling me “suck it” for wanting to die for so many years and still never […]
the realisation that I deserve to suffer and to die. I’ve realized it time and time again but it hurts the same every time. every so often I feel myself loosening, thinking, well maybe I deserve a chance to live at least until I’m 18 or 21 or 30, but I know deep down I’m wrong. I know that every day I continue to live is another unforgivable sin.
I don’t want advice. I don’t want to talk. i just want ideas on how to die slowly, memorably, and painfully.
When dose the pain end drowning in thoughts going to sleep praying by some miracle you don’t wake up and waking up trying to find a good enough reason to live but you can find anyone iv just had enough what’s the point why am I fighting so much to live if I’m just live to die so unhappy what do u do when your life is a mess and all u think about is death how can u live this way
Someone told me they hoped I died. I shrugged. I think if someone told me “I hope you never find love” or “I hope you never find happiness” rather than “I hope you die” is probably the only thing that could really break me; because a life without happiness, love, and fulfillment is a pitiful life.
Besides, we’re all going to die anyway.
Im so lost so broken Im trying with every fiber in my body to keep it together. but when I get myself in room alone I can’t function. I want to die soooo bad , I want it l to end . my husband seen me in ball of mess in the closet. He said “don”t worried I’ll take to get makeup later , so stop crying ” I said I dont care About the make up it sucks but whatever . I want to die i thought. Then he asked wich killed me to hear but felt numb inside. Are you unhappy with […]
just told my huband I want to die he ask why twll me so i can help . i told im worthless he said why you worthless I said because Im am . lol he thinks he can stop it im pray for fod to kill me I want to die .
My patato salad at its best lol
I was supposed to do my essay.
For weeks now.
Its not done.
Its not getting done.
I’m crying.
Why am I crying? I’m supposed to be working.
No no, I’m crying.
I’m crying I’m so sad.
I’m so sad. I am so alone. I am so sad I am so sad.
I am so sad. I hate myself.
I’m going to kill myself in a week or so.
I hate myself. I want to die.
I’m going to kill myself.
I hate myself.
I am a dumb fucking piece of shit ready to die.
I’m already rotten.
Nobody cares.
>:(
Well don’t mind me.
I’m going to kill myself in 10 days.
Or less, I think. I don’t know.
Its not like anybody cares or will care.
Nobody damn cares, thats what.
I’ll kill myself and nobody will care.
Ha ha ha ha.
Oh my god I want to die.
i’m really really really really mad rn
i hate those kids who condemn others for wanting to die
saying they’re too weak and that they are ungrateful with life and with their parents yada yada yada
well you know what, kids, if you feel you’re helping, YOU’RE NOT.
you’re just making them feel more worthless and make them want to die even more. good job. why aren’t you dead instead.
i’m sorry i’m just too mad at everyone right now
Nobody knows that I suffer from depression. I walk and talk with a smile, confidently and securely. But I ache. With each step that I take, it’s like the ground pushes back on my feet, sends a vibration up my body til my teeth shake and I bite my tongue. I bite my tongue to not cry. To not scream. To not die. I hate my skin and yet I love it. Why do I lotion it? What does it even matter to a body that doesn’t want to live? I wake up and I eat. What does eating matter to a stomach that doesn’t […]
I’m thinking of plunging a knife in my gut or throat. I’m thinking of hanging myself. Overdosing. But pills just never work. Tried that already. I just want to die.
Someone please talk to me…
Even when people are around me, I feel alone. I am never satisfied. I just feel so utterly alone and the one person that made me not feel alone doesn’t want me anymore. I want to die a million times.
I’m falling hitting every branch on the way down
crash bang wallop rock bottom head pounding no sound are around pitch black look around it dark here nothing grows only pain a sorrow black smoke no rainbows
best friends Ray and he cuts flesh not deep enough to die just enough to feel alive watch the blood glide
it could be sunny out side by its raining in here
A lot of people are really having a tough time right now and I’m one of them
i can’t seems to get my head around why people get depressed? have I always been depressed subconsciously at one point my life was ok I guess then depression kicked in and it’s just escalated from there really I mean I self harmed since a kid not cutting scratching my self hitting then as I got older cutting came about
why do people get depressed some people can have everything live nice have money etc and still get depressed isit something in the water government trying to depopulate the earth […]
things aren’t too bad. at least I think. im not sure about a lot of things anymore. its hard to believe or trust anyone anymore. a lot of people have left me and it hurts to watch everyone I love leave me and blame everything on me. I say sorry way too much and it annoys people but I cant help it. I always feel like everything is my fault and like I’ve done something wrong. I haven’t cut in I dont know how long but I still think of it every day. suicide is always on my mind and I cant stop it. I […]
I’m losing it. I’m breaking. I can’t sleep. The moments I do pass out I find myself suddenly awake. Like when you have a nightmare. Or hear a loud noise. I need to find somewhere else to go. I need to leave this place. I can’t go on like this. I want to die. I want it to end. As if being trapped in my head was bad enough. I’m reliving this nightmare. And I just want to dream.