Im not going to give up on you. Im hurt i feel abandoned but i still love you. I don’t want you to be alone. I don’t want you to cut off your support. Im going to give you and anyone else some veteran advice. Dont assume death when planning suicide. People survive gunshots and trips off the golden gate bridge. Rare but true. No method is 100 percent. To destroy things in order to make it easier on your suicide only makes your life worse in the high likelihood of you living. I say that to say this. You’re already alive longer […]
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Im 22 years .Ive been with a girl for 3 years i gave her my all. I fucked up talked to someone . I never cheated just talked. She left me a month ago. she left school and left me with all the and the 2 cats. Today i lost my job. So i cant pay rent. Im behind 2 months on cable and dte. I cant do it anymore Im not strong enough anymore. Im miserable. I tried to OD on tylenol. That didnt work. Im depressed. Ive never n so I my life. Ive slit my wrist, is my first time it it […]
Counting the days till im gone made a post about family and how they play a hand in self harm and suicide. Dont know if this person is a guy or a girl but there right. Im in a simaler situation, but its probably not as bad. They are deffanatly fake and the deffanatly lie. I have done things to make them angry i cant lie about that but they where ready to disown me over something i posted online. Then my mom told everyone to mess with my head that was the worst. The truth is they hated me before any of this happend, […]
I feel better (?) but I still hate my life. Why is it that I had a good life (for the last 3 years anyway) when depressed, but have a life I hate while less depressed? I wish my ex had the chance to know me like this, that I had a chance to feel less depressed and be happy with my life at the same time, even if it wasn’t for long. If only I had gotten treatment, real treatment, sooner- everything would be so different.
I am so lonely without my ex. I don’t feel like I’ll ever meet someone I love as much as her […]
I’m so tired of this! I’m so tired of being treated like trash! I broke up with my girlfriend cause I wasnt happy. She’s now putting me through hell and making me feel horrible. I’m tired of my family being horrible to me. I’m tired of being made fun of. I’m tired of not wanting to go home. I want this to be over but I’m trapped. I cant get out of here alive. I just want to die and get this all over with. I dont have a special person I’ll be leaving so that wont hold me back. No one cares except my […]
I wounder everyday, for what reason have I been put on this planet, why was I born – what difference am I making to this shitty world? The struggle for everyday survival, the 9-5 deadbeat job and the same constant fucking routine; that we call everyday life.
I can’t move on, there’s nothing to look forward to anymore, nothing to smile, care, love and be happy about; Just pain, misery loneliness. I walk down the street, see happy people all around me, couples holding hand – kissing, children playing etc. The people who helped destroy my relationship, the ones who I once […]
I never got anything I really want. When I do anything, have excellent results, I am the best, the unattainable… But when I do something I really want, no matter how small it is, all I gain is a miserable failure to remember for a long time. And isn’t a normal failure, is the most painful of all: the frustration, when you can 99 when need 100, when you see the finish line and falls in the race.
Know, I like drawing, but I can’t even draw a face… and I’ve been trying to learn 6 years ago. I like music, but I know even […]
“Hang in there” they say. “It will be alright” they say. “be positive” they say. “Talk to god” they say. “Don’t be so over dramatic” they say. “You’ll get through this” they say.
“I’m through” I say. “Enough” I say. “I don’t want it anymore” I say. “I can’t take it anymore” I say. “I’m done” I say….
I live with parents trying to support the, by both my money and my attention. But they not only do not appreciate it but also do bad things to me. I do this because I think it’s a good thing and because of my religious beliefs. But God also seems to not appreciate it.
I work every day and the cycle continues again and again. I dream of living like a pirate – of doing what he want whenever he want. I am 31 years old.
Also recently I meet a woman who sad that she loved me, but she only was with me because of money. […]
So I was brave, and went to my doctor for help. I did it. And since I did that, my friend who took space came back and is being completely supportive again. Which is good. We’ve actually talked a lot more then we did before, and it’s not always so dark like it was. I have actually been able to help him with stuff he is dealing with. So that front has been good. And he’s been honest, the only thing he won’t stand by and watch is me constantly not going to appointments and missing 3 months worth. And he said he would be […]
I basically visit this site everyday since my sister told me about it. But I’m always somewhat off with my posts. Truth is what I’m going through doesn’t really match a lot of posts that I read on here. And that says something.
Sure enough, we all feel suicidal for whatever reason and that is why we stay so true to SP. We’re all linked that way. But our reasons for loathing three things: ourselves, other people and the world/future, are so different.
I guess I’m just stating the obvious here but I want to get this point across. There are no problems that are too small or too […]
Today I wanna talk about suicide. I don’t mean to offend anyone when I say this, but most of you are looking for the easy way out. Now I know you’re thinking ‘You think this is the easy way out?’ When really it is the easy way out. You don’t want to stay and fight through the pain like most of us have. You can’t handle the pain so you want to end it all. The point of this post is to tell you all that are contemplating suicide that you don’t have to end it and you’re not alone. Look at all these people […]
I never want to leave my house but I can’t stand being here. I am a living contradiction. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m constantly dreaming that I get some lucky break and will be able to live my life one way or another but I’m not delusional, I obviously know that can’t and won’t happen. I know it’s my fault and I should’ve just done what needed to be done, but I don’t want to live in the first place the only reason I’m alive is so I don’t hurt my family. But now I’m just a disaster to them. I hate […]
Yup…
But it’s not the usual, it returned… It returned much worse than before… MUCH, much worse…
I can feel whatever’s left of my sanity fading away as I am drawn back into the cycle of repetitive days, with the time barely moving on during the parts of the day I hate, and flying by during the few moments I enjoy in the day.
Then, going back to bed, thinking with dread that tomorrow will be another day I will have to wake up and face the world. Another day I will be reminded with every occasion of the failure that I am. Eventually falling into an uneasy […]
But I don’t want to die? I’m so tired of feeling as depressed as I do. None of the drugs I’ve been prescribed have worked for me. Nothing makes me happy anymore. My friendships are ending one by one, and I can’t even seem to care about that anymore. I can’t…
it doesn’t feel like they do, anyway.
i want to make everyone hate me so i can kill myself in peace.
The mind-numbing monotony of my life is driving me fucking insane. I feel like a dead person already.
How many days of my life have I wasted doing nothing? I don’t want to think about it.
If you could be anybody, (alive or dead, celebrities/historical figures, etc) who would you want to be? And why?
Ex: Elvis, Michael Jackson, Madonna, Newton, Einstein, Mozart, Marilyn Monroe, Bill Gates?
I wish i had either i just want to eat all day every day. And David Bowie is dead? Really WTF? Hes a fucking genius!!!
Edit:I hate seeing this disgusting detestable ogre staring me back in the mirror. Its easy to shovel in more food when you’re already a fat pig and you’re perpetually suicidal. Also, fucking Ziggy Stardust is dead. Things are not hunky dory. Im under pressure to lose weight and get a better job and i feel low.