Life will be fine. God is with you. Just breathe. I was really suicidal almost 2yrs ago. I was trying all sorts of methods than 1 day i tried a certain method and literally almost passed out. I needed a way to get out of trying to kill myself. One day I was searching online and found this place.I wrote did amyone want to talk because I needed a good friend to vent to and I wanted them to vent back. Guess what? I found my Bestest friend on here! Me and him just connected. It was so akward at first, we would email back […]
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I was trying to take apart a shaving razor for so long to get the blades out to cut with, and I finally got it apart! Cutting with them felt so nice. I’m still contemplating wether I should cut really deep and bleed out or cut deep on the vein…
Im trying to get more info regarding setting up the helium myself, but it seems like all the info on here has been deleted/filtered by the mod
I tried killing myself on valentines day I took Zoloft (antidepressants) but I only felt like I was going to pass out and my dad found out a few days later when he saw there were no more pills left.He was mad at me and said that what I did was stupid and was kinda yelling at me and said if I went back to the (Lakeside) mental facility that he would just let me stay there.Yesterday I went to the store and got some sleeping pills.Everyone is acting like everything is all my fault like my dad is mad at me for wanting to […]
so..i’ve really fucked up my life. i’m only 14 years old and what can i say about my life? I’m a teenage girl who smokes cigarettes and gets high with her friends almost every day. i self harm (which i started again today :/) and my friends dont even really like me unless they can smoke at my house.
i’m literally so far gone. i just don’t even know what to do anymore.
you know how they say life is a highway? mine’s a dead end. and i’m ready to give up.
right now, it’s late where i am, but i dont sleep anymore. my sleep is filled […]
Just trying to register for this site made me consider swallowing a bottle of pills.
Anyone suffering from depression knows it can be very hard to concentrate on even simple tasks. I hate that part of depression, it makes me appear so dumb at times. Trying to remember how to spell words is so hard for me.
its amazing to realize how much stress/depression/anxiety have an effect on almost all aspects of my life, Â especially so many physical things. Â But of course (according to my family) there is really nothing wrong with me.
My ex blocked me on fb again. This is the fourth or so time. This time I didn’t say anything. I really didn’t. Its all because I typed “k” instead of “ok”. He didn’t give me time to explain that I had to type one handed, with my non dominant hand, or that the reason was that I was trying to stop the bleeding because I fell off the wagon yet again.
Every emotion we feel, all our efforts they are all in vain,
the outcome remains the same and we are still left with pain.
Nothing can truly save you no amount of love or care,
those things condemn you, they leave you in despair.
We aren’t alone open your eyes, all these tortured souls,
but we can’t because we’re so consumed in our own holes.
I love you and that love is what’s draining me dry,
it’s why I spend my days crying wishing I could die.
You feel like a ghost, but I can see you, the real you,
I’m screaming that I’m here, but you walk right through.
And yet everyday I wake […]
Everyone seems to lie, because the truth’s too painful. My mother and father l, by trying to work out a marriage that was doomed from the beginning. My sister pretends she isn’t hungry. My mother lies about the man she loves, the man that’s not my father. So where do I stand? Do I lie and pretend I’m happy? Do I admit that I’m not happy and I need professional help, although I’m pretty sure I’m beyond that? Do I keep on saying I’m just tired, that I’m stressed? I’ve been doing this for too long, we all have. Do I lie again, to myself, […]
Ive been trying to stop thinking of her, but everything reminds me of her. I love her too much. On the upside, she doesn’t entirely want to avoid me, she worked out some arrangements so we can communicate even if I don’t have a phone or anything of the sort.
I hate myself for this. Why can’t I just accept the fact that she’ll probably never love me? It’s pointless to continue.
At least I can make someone proud of me. It may not be you as a parent of me but it’s someone who acts more like a mother to me than you ever have. I’ve tried so hard for you to be proud of me and yet you’ve never said it. Soon I’m going to stop trying and give up but for now you still have a chance. I don’t know what else to do. So just so you know I’m done trying to please you I’m going to do everything in my own will to please the one person who acts like a mother […]
I think I work pretty hard to improve my life and then seemingly from a place I can only understand as the most subtle subconscious, I feel awful. This morning I asked God to take away the suicidal thoughts and I was granted a reprieve. I’m terrified of the prospect of trying to create some sort of life out of this I feel like there is a stake of fear driven through my heart.
What is your definition of social introvert and socially awkward?
Have looked up on this but would appreciate individual inputs.
I try to conceal my misanthropy by claiming to be an introvert. Presumably that is less off-putting to others and makes myself feel better. But after a handful of backpacking travels and interacting with people from and in other countries, I have come to conclude that the human heart STINKS just the same no matter where you’re from. What color or gender.
I used to think it is because I live in a third world country (save for the capital city), surrounded by low intellectual and […]
I’m tired of religious groups going out and trying to make people believe in what they want them to believe. Especially the Mormons in my neighborhood. They think they can just come into my house and tell my family what’s right and what’s wrong. They think that they can just tell us a couple lame stories(or scriptures) and make us believe in what they believe. And they may have gotten my family to believe that but they’ll never do the same to me. I’ve got my own beliefs and as long as they aren’t hurting anyone then I’m not changing them. I’m just sicken tired […]
I’ve always been what kids at school call a “loner”. (And I never had a problem with it until people started acting like it was something to be ashamed of. I actually enjoyed my solitude before that because that was just me…..anyways this isn’t a post to talk about why I hate being a “loner”(still hate the way people say it lol), I’m just trying to understand something. I’m 17 years old and I’m currently in my junior year of high school. So here’s the thing; I’ve spent all my years of school being this lonely guy who didn’t really interact much with all the […]
well this is the first time I’ve ever wrote on a site like this.im just trying it out to see if it helps me to deal with my problems as there’s no one I can talk to about it.”I fell like all my male friends think it’s “gay” to show emotions “don’t get me wrong there’s noting wrong with being gay” So a little bit about me, im a 16 year old male I’m into lots of stuff like music and art but not sport (wierd I no ) and I was diagnosed with depression just over a year ago. I find it hard to […]
I just sent an e-mail to a site that (supposedly) does contract killing.
Yep.
They’ll hopefully kill me (I haven’t received a response yet) and then they can do whatever the fuck they want with my shit. Sell it, break it, donate it, I don’t give a fuck.
Pathetic, can’t even kill myself. Need to hire it out. Oh well. Hopefully they’ll get back to me and this will end quickly. If they’ll even do it. If this is even a real site and not someone trying to be funny.
This is terribly reckless. And I find myself not caring.
See y’all on the other side, if […]
I’m probably going to kill myself tomorrow. The anxiety is getting too much for me to handle and I can’t do it anymore. I live day to day but now that life is trying to get me to move beyond that, I simply cannot follow. I’d rather die instead than live with this pain. Physical and emotional.
I love my boyfriend so much, I love my friends but they have to understand that I just cannot keep living anymore. What’s the point of trying to continue when all it does it just get worse and worse. Like what was said in Prozac Nation, people are supposed […]
I didn’t end up smoking last night.
I was strangely proud of myself.
Hasn’t been too bad of a week I suppose.
I’m trying to keep my stress levels low.
How are you guys doing?
So I’m trying to find another way to do this whole ‘not killing myself’ thing. I’m starting to put my poetry out there too, so if anyone wants to read it or comment in it, the link is http://hellopoetry.com/lookingforeuphoria/
er, thanks and don’t be scared to hate it.