Im back to where I started this time in front of my parents I bit myself as hard as I could in front of them. They said I need help but my whole family does. I just got in a relationship with a girl I have been dying to be with. And now my mother treats our relationship like its her messed up marriage saying I give her too much attention and soon she will get tired of me and not love me anymore. She even had the audacity to go to my girlfriend and tell her “Dont distract him from what he needs to […]
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Writing is a huge part of me as a person. When I’m lonely or depressed, or even when I’m feeling suicidal, I sit down in front of my computer and write a short story about depression. Sometimes the character kills herself in the end, and sometimes she drifts off to sleep and the ending becomes ambiguous. Sometimes it’s not even about suicide. But writing fills me with hope, and it seems to be something I can follow.
One day I went to my Language Arts teacher to talk about a poor grade I had received on a allegorical-type story. I asked her if she had interpreted it wrong […]
Even if you’re not a believer, really inspiring stuff right here
by Rotted_Flesh
written by Rotted_Flesh
Lyrics:
Maybe loneliness isn’t what I thought it was.
Because I’ve been alone a lot lately
And it’s brought upon me a new kind of sadness
And depression I’ve never felt before.
It’s comforting sadness and I don’t want to let go of it.
This newly discovered sadness is becoming my identity.
This sadness.
I went on a drive the other night and instead of writing like usual,
I just yelled every word that touched my lips.
I asked God who I was talking to
But I guess it was Him the whole time.
I don’t remember anything I said that night but I wish I did
Im never writing to myself, its always been a letter to the universe, if They could hear my thoughts. to you? which you may never receive ,if only by cause. or my final notice,which I never really know what I would say. But I know now understanding is never really quite enough, sure they understand,does this mean I’m not alone then why is it so cold in this heart, I call home. if it’s worth trying. ?I know it’s not enough which I why I should stop writing to you. It’s hopeless, Im hopeless. I don’t wanna be the reason, I don’t wanna cry. cause […]
Ive recently been diagnosed with manic depression. I’ve been reading the posts on here for the last few months. About 2 years ago I tried to kill myself by hanging and was nearly successful. I was unconscious and found by paramedics which is unfortunate. I’ve been battling with my depression for some time now and have had a partner on and off for the last 4 years. The support I’ve received from my friends and so called partner is diabolical. I know my parents will miss me especially my mum and I am so sorry and love you with all my heart. I just can’t […]
I really don’t even know what to put here. We just took our final in baking and I had my workshop in creative writing on Thursday, so now that I don’t have any responsibilities anymore, I feel like it’s a good time to finally end this.
I’m so tired of fighting. I just can’t do it anymore. I don’t have the energy, and it’s not like anything is going to get better.
Sitting here writing this, I’m thinking of how it’s been well over a year since I left my house to hang out with friends. They really don’t care, do they? That’s my own fault, though. […]
He is the only thing keeping me going these days. He tells me I’m special and how much he cares for me, what I’m worth, he puts a real smile on my face (the only person who can)… Without out him I wouldn’t be writing this I wouldn’t be here right now. If it wasn’t for his daily words of encouragement I would have taken my life or my mother would have locked me in the insane asylum a long time ago… But thanks to the one person who took the time to understand the time to pay attention and listen. Thanks to him I […]
Hello everybody.
In my other posts, I do not think I made myself as clear as I wanted to. To me it’s a miracle I’m still here. Still breathing. Still fighting. A couple of weeks ago, I lost my best friend. She said I was too sad for her well-being. How selfish can one be? How inconsiderate?
I’m not surprised I feel like this. I feel like I’m at the breaking point. I feel hopeless not only about my social life but also because of my skin condition. I haven’t mentioned this in the other posts. I have acne. Acne that I can cover up with makeup, […]
Fuck N Die (I wanna) Fuck N Die (We gonna ) Fuck N Die (I’m a Goner)Fuck N Die (I dont wanna live no longer) imma bout to bust inside never before have I felt so alive I can see my life flashing right before my eyes as I slide my hand ever so gently across your thighs you got me feeling all warm and fluffy inside it got you hot,wet and moisturized and for a second you even got me forgetting that I’m wanting to die but I’m sure it will all come back in due time ,until then it’s game time the balls […]
I stayed home from school again today, that makes 18 missed days for the year. I don’t think I’m allowed to miss any more or else the school will take us to court. I’ll probably still miss more anyway.
I have exams for my college courses this week, and I honestly could not possibly care less about my grades. I’m not going to college, anyway. I probably won’t even make it to my high school graduation.
Since the beginning of the semester, I’ve known about my final for my creative writing class. It’s a short story that has to be a minimum of 25 pages, double-spaced. This […]
Hard to understand? Well it was the first one in a year that didn’t involve suicide in any form.
I dreamt that I was pregnant and the baby was very ill and could not survive. It’s because of something I saw yesterday on Facebook… and I woke up with a horrible feeling… but… the fact that is the first dream without suicides since my stepfather killed himself is kind of good. And also… by writing this I’m realizing that I do want to have a child. Not now, of course, but… it is a true desire. Maybe that’s something to hold on for…
PS: I’m sorry […]
I’ll follow the trace of your breath’s exhale
down a river of gold with a shattered glass sail
I’ll visit lands of sapphires and lustrous ebony
to find the taste of ambrosia equal to your beauty
I’ll write poems with glass, in words melted with sun
and sing ballads of skies for the most beautiful one
your tears are the straw I will spin into stars
to become iridescent and celestial martyrs
blessed by the presence of a prophesied king
I’ll put perennial wax on your magnificent wings
let me embellish your body with invaluable jewels
to demonstrate my undying love for you
you’re a shimmering blaze of […]
its been a while I didn’t post anything here . I missed u all guys really because you had really helped me when I found no one to talk to, I was writing here and you were supporting me and helping me guys thank to for all of u
Tonight is the night I want to do it. However I am unprepared I have no note to leave for family or any remaining friends. Maybe of I devote the entirety of tomorrow to writing it I will be able to end it tomorrow night.
today i’m writing out the pros and cons of my chosen method. cons outweigh the pros by far, but i’m not sure that’s going to be enough to stop me.
I am new to the suicideproject.
I have been browsing the site, and I have seen some very interesting writing and many other creative things. This place seems like it could be engaging to me. There seems to be a lovely sardonic nature to the comments as well. I guess you could say that I am genuinely interested.
I have been struggling with depression for many years, and I hope to find some people to relate to. Please ask me whatever you would like, it will help me get acclimated to this site.
-TheGerm
“…You have been weighed and found wanting…”
The writing on the wall means a lot to me.
I’m not religious. I have very little idea of what significance it originally carried, although I think I have read the story.
For me, it’s a joke in a lot of ways.
People tell me I’m too thin (and I am, but not enough yet for real suspicion). Stage one, silly and shallow. Ha ha. Weighed and found wanting. Get it…?
I feel, much of the time and in many ways, that I’m never enough. However much I have, whatever all it is that I hold, no matter how loaded down with […]
So this is my first video so it’s awkward and I apologize; but I decided instead of writing what I’m feeling I’d try doing a video and maybe attempt to let others know….you aren’t alone. Keep surviving.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8N9RFAxBc8
Hi.is anyone here interested in writing stories for short films?.i’ve been trying to write some on my own but i couldn’t.i just write stories abstractly then i’ll abandon that story in the middle.i think i can do better if i have a partner…so if anyone’s interested then, here is my mail…blogchs@gmail.com…!
https://soundcloud.com/musikchoice027/jose-gonzalez-stay-alive
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I often read fanfiction about my davorite band members. I noticed a lot of people would get upset because they “romanticize” suicide, depression, selfharm, disorders, and so on. Yet, I never looked at it that way. I would always think of it as a way that it gave me hope that eventually some one would accept me the way these members would in the stories. Sadly, I can never say that out loud or express my opinion about it because I’d immediately get attacked online or whatever that i’m this horrible person for thinking that way […]