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Eleven months

by snader 8/25/2013

written by snader

Have to get this off my chest.

It’s eleven months ago today. Eleven months since he killed himself, my dear brother.
You know, the longest I ever had to miss him was 10 days. That was when he left for a camp with a youth movement. And I remember missing him so badly, I just couldn’t wait to see him again. I still can’t believe he’s not coming back now, I mean, how can he be gone? How can a life, built up over 16 long years, just disappear in a second?
If a stranger would come in our house, they wouldn’t even know he’s not […]

8/25/2013 4 comments

Questions, questions, questions…

by WillowH. 8/24/2013

written by WillowH.

Yesterday on my way to work i passed a man. He was looking up and chanting, probably praying, Â his hand was reached out. I pulled out my wallet and took some money out, returned and gave it to the man, when i looked in to his eyes, i understood that he is blind. My heart broke. I admire him, he keeps on living…. then i started to wonder why? How do all these people take it? Why wont they end it?

The human lives when he is loved, the human lives when he desires… but when that is lost. All that is left is the instinct […]

8/24/2013 5 comments

Broken People, by Scott Hildreth a book that provides hope from a survivor

by Scott Hildreth 7/4/2013

written by Scott Hildreth

Hello, I am Scott Hildreth, the Author of Broken People. At the age of thirteen, my uncle committed suicide. I hated him for it. At the age of twenty one, my girlfriend committed suicide. I spent a lifetime carrying a poem that she left me in my wallet. Additionally, I carried guilt. Crushing guilt. I felt awful, guilty, and no longer trusted people.

A few years ago, a close friend committed suicide. Then, I decided it was my turn.

I didn’t succeed.

This year, I met a girl who needed help. A suicidal bulimic teen.

I wrote a very uplifting and deep book that has touched the hearts of […]

7/4/2013 1 comment

Can’t seem to get it

by fukup 4/25/2013

written by fukup

I’m sick of it all!! The world leaders and the stupidity, the difficulty dealing with my own stupidity and my past. I love my children; I do and people care for me but they care more about me than I do. I’m jealous of all those who have died already however they died. I have lost those closest to me except for my girls who are probably the only reason I wake up. I cry all the time. I’m stressed and have thought of more ways to die than the Mayan long count calender has days! I don’t want to die because i BELIEVE life […]

4/25/2013 3 comments

Nothing Left to Break

by Nephilim_Sancti 9/30/2012

written by Nephilim_Sancti

My world is sinking in

Ankle-deep

And skin, too thin.

Trapped in solitude,

Surrounded by multitudes,

Misunderstood

Left unprotected,

Left too corrected.

Caught in a dream world,

Not here, not there.

Nowhere.

Bullet in my head,

Swinging from a tree,

Buried six feet under,

Why wonâ€™t she die?

Ripped and broken,

Torn a sunder,

With a heart like hers,

Itâ€™s a wonder.

Let her wander,

In the desert,

Through the mud,

There is no water,

Only sun..

Breaking chains,

Breaking free,

Still feel bound,

To every day.

Breaking hearts,

Broken mind,

Breaking promises,

Need to unwind.

Breaking faces with fists of iron,

And suffering the consequences

From whence they burn.

Time to sleep,

Time to die,

Itâ€™s better than this,

Unable to cry.

Foundering in my thoughts,

Left to think,

Itâ€™s a crime,

To plot to murder yourself

For less than the dime

You found in your wallet,

Hidden in […]

9/30/2012 12 comments

To all with ears, let them hear…

by TheKillerInMeIsThe1InYou 6/9/2012

written by TheKillerInMeIsThe1InYou

I, am a suicide survivor. I know not everyone will believe my story, like I know, but I do ask you to listen to me. I was there.

On a late winter night (seven years ago) I found myself homeless. After SEVERAL suicide “attempts’ (not too too serious ones) I made up my mind, that this was it.Â I was Agnostic/Atheist. I wasn’t sure what I believed, yet. I later that night found myself living with a group of drug addicts, not very pleasant. So, I took my razor from my wallet and sliced into my arm, repeatedly. I ate only handfuls of aspirin, and one […]

6/9/2012 6 comments

True love or lust?

by RogueShadow1281 5/11/2012

written by RogueShadow1281

I feel a deep love for Jasmine, a longing to show her I love her. I have gone past the sexual thoughts and I just want to hold her and kiss her. I was reading a sex story based on the Naruto show and how he pleased the women he seduced by treating them well. He showed them he would treat them right. I got teary eyed and my heart felt weird as I thought of Jasmine and as I think of it I get cold chills.Â

I love Jasmine so much. Is this not a feeling of love? Is this really purely a desire and […]

5/11/2012 10 comments

So I guess it isn’t all so bad…

by ValarMorghulis 2/13/2012

written by ValarMorghulis

So my last post here was this one

http://suicideproject.org/2011/11/tonights-the-night-i-guess/

Long story short, after writing that, I waited until midnight, walked out to the Golden Gate Bridge, looked over the railing, and got ready to jump.Â I waited until midnight because I didn’t want anyone to actually see me die, and I know that security around there tends to watch out for any potential jumpers. Anyways, so I’m standing there, trying to talk myself into finally ending it all, when some bicyclist on the other side of the bridge yells over “Hey! What the fuck are you doing?!”. Or something to that effect anyways.

I looked over at him, […]

2/13/2012 4 comments

LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

by lonelymyfriend 12/29/2011

written by lonelymyfriend

it irritates me soooo godamn much how everyone try to downplay my feelings and coin it as a sort of illness that can be overcome if I try. I’m not looking for sympathy. i don’t care about that either. ppl telling me im still young, i need to see a doc and such really ticks me off. when im angry, i throw things. okay, face it u do-gooders. u arent gonna save us. we dont need u saving. take ur nice ass off somewhere else. im trying my godamn best to live on. i dont need pplÂ saying to buck up, to try harder when im […]

12/29/2011 3 comments

Don’t want to keep feeling this way

by stressygirl 4/7/2009

written by stressygirl

I grew up with a mentally ill mother.Â She had dissosociative personallity disorder – it isn’t well known, but you have heard of its first cousin, multiple personality disorder.Â As a result, my entire life was a crisis – living in a home where even the slightest mistake in your wording could send your mother into a suicidal tailspin made me learn to turn all my negative feelings on myself (as a child, hating myself was always far easier than being blamed for a dissosociative episode or a suicide attempt – and, yes, she did directly blame me for some).Â I’ve been trying, in my […]

4/7/2009 2 comments