|Reading these suicide pages you will find people seeking help and people offering their help. Some witness about suicide from real life experience, others who play along with me would pretend it's a children's game. Some make sick and cruel jokes about it, and angry people blame me for even mentioning the subject. You might also want to read my favourite answers. If you want your answer to be included here, fill in the form.|
What is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13?
Quelle est la meilleure forme de suicide pour les moins de 13 ans?
|23 Feb 2010||you are idiots||Wow you guys are real idiots because suicide is not the way out its just more painful go get therapy and stop crying because there is someone who always cares about you|
|23 Feb 2010||Mel||Best way to kill yourself, I wouldn't know. I'm trying to find that out, but being drunk helps.
Alcohol, and lots of it. Idk I'm contemplating doing the whole wrist thing, but thats not getting me anywhere. Just random scars that sting for an hour - I'm obviously not doing it right.
|22 Feb 2010||Easy. Get pregnant, go to country with bad doctors, die during childbirth. I think Mexico would the closest if you live in the U.S.Gay. but if you are European I don't know. Anyway dying in labor is awesome. Fun Fact: I think it was the only way besides getting killed in battle to get a tombstone in Sparta.|
|22 Feb 2010||Leon||sadness lies where love has slept to fill a feeling need
emotion is emotion our being we must feed
gay or sad or scared or brave our cups must never drain
for when the mind forgets to feel its life begins to wane
so when your boat is full of woe and worry be your ale
remember that you're still afloat with emotions sail
|19 Feb 2010||Vassilis||Live in the modern world|
|19 Feb 2010||azeem||you go room and gass open first close of the door|
|18 Feb 2010||heroin||hey im a 20 year old man and my life has sucked everyday of my life, the reason is becouse im ugly i hate my body i hate it so mutch its always in my head i always cry when im alone i just got my own apartment and two weeks before that i started cutting myself and it feelt better i wasnt raised through any religion but everytime i cut myself i tell god: this is what you want/why do hate me so mutch?/i hope my soul will burn in hell forever couse ive must have done something really bad to have become this.
ive never had a girlfriend couse im ugly as fuck when i see myself in the mirror i just punch myself in the head,
im the guy who would try to please the girl the best way i can i would never get angry or cheat on her but will i ever be able to do so? no i hate myself and the way i look so bad that i cant ever see myself with anyone im just not worth it never not me everyones better than me i wish someone would kill me thats how i want to die be tortured by a group of people be pissed and shitted on punched and spitted on thinking of that makes me smile.
all i felt has been pain suicide is not a bad thing couse its either life or death im unhappy ive done my 20 and now im done i see it as it is its natural
|17 Feb 2010||Matt||I'll be honest, I found this because once again I find life a battle. But to be honest I found this a little shocking that we're talking about someone who's thirteen. I'm thirty nine and have batttled depression from when I was thirteen or fourteen. I still fight now and some days are a constant struggle.
But all I know is this: This life is a wonderous experience and along the way you will meet beautiful people (as well as the ugly) and you will see amazing days and dark days. Some days you will feel dead to the world and others will feel as vital as any spring day.
I'm a photographer now and though depression is still a batttle I wouldn't change it for the world.
Don't worry, life will grow around you, the impossible will feel possible and most of the people you hate will vanish.
Live because that's all we have. Every minute of every day.
|17 Feb 2010||bubblegum||I don't know but I want to die and am a gutless, spineless piece of trash for not actually going through with it just like evryone else here, if everyone wanted to die, they wouldn't be here typing now, they'd be dead and im one of them. I truley hate being alive in this monstrosity of a planet.|
|16 Feb 2010||Kelly||If you hurt so badly, that you want to kill yourself, just remember, it will only be the BEGINNING of ETERNAL TORMENT. Because God punishes the sin of suicide, as well as the sin of rejecting Jesus, by giving you eternal life in HELL, where there is no torment on earth that can ever be as bad. Pain will never stop in HELL. Psychological anguish will never stop in HELL. Regret will never stop in HELL. What ever it is that hurts you now, in life, will be infinitely MORE hurtful in death, because you will be all alone with it, for ETERNITY! Think about that, my dear 'under 13'. It doesn't matter if I care, but I do. What matters is that you need to find a reason to care about yourself. Care about animals, care about the planet, care about your garden, care about a child you don't even know...just care. I must say again, there is NOTHING in this life that can compare to the awful existence that is eternity in hell, and that will be your reward for succeeding in killing yourself. And ETERNITY is a looooooonnnnnnngggggggg, loooooonnnnnggggg time to hurt. Pray this now, "God, please forgive me, send your Holy Spirit to live in me to change me, and give me the Faith to believe in the saving grace of your son, Jesus, amen." Then since you have the internet, google the Bible's book of Romans and read it. It is a wonderful handbook that Paul (once a Christian persecuter named Saul) wrote (with God's inspiration), to his friends. May God bless you and may his Holy Spirit lift your mood and may belief in Jesus give you a reason to keep fighting to stay alive until GOD calls you home. I am as far into the black hole of depression as any of you, because I have had chronic pain 24/7 for the last 11 years, but God's Holy Spirit lives in me and gives me the strength not to give up. H.S is strong and will be YOUR strength too! Please believe my words. I only came upon this site by accident, but I'm sure it was for a reason.|
|16 Feb 2010||Joanne||why does he call me fat and hit me when i have given everything?why does he feel the need to beat me and call me names then laugh when im lying on the floor crying.He calls me worthless,pathetic,ugly,not worth his time but yet he says if i leave him he will kill me.I just want all this pain to end i just wanna die.I have already tried twice and he rang an ambulance and saved me just to give me shit again.|
|15 Feb 2010||Disturbed||First off, I love America but we've obviously come to the point where we're gonna have to make some revisions to what can be allowed as "Free Speech". Words that can cause one to harm another, including oneself should not be allowed and should be viewed with the same regard as hate speech or direct threats. Sites like this one should be banned and removed from the internet. Those that defy the regulations and maliciously try to cause harm regardless should be arrested and jailed just as readily as someone commiting physical assault.|
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|14 Feb 2010||Leon||Suicide you foul temptress; you whore on the corner of rash decisions and unbearable loneliness. You strut in your sanguine dress in the depths of night when the moon and stars are too choked by fog and foul weather to give hope with your profess of false love and release. A walking sin, tempting to the weary weak and unwanted; to those wavering in the wind or walloping in the wanton. All they wish for is saccharine stability. They see the beauty in what you offer and the ease and promise of your service. I know it is a lie, your nothing more than a snake waiting to strike. A snake hissing menacingly in a slow stance awaiting the moment to steal the soul and sanctity of those drowning in sadness. Though your body smooth and sultry I know how malicious your mind is. The eye is gullible and easy to please, but your scent gives way to your intent. The scent of tainted flowers and smoke. How willing you are to take and how patient you are in your methods. When you steadily penetrate the Cimmerian agonized mind of a man extend your bony hand to offer an apocryphal paradise, a permanent escape, an eternal night of vain surrender. Many will take your hand. Those who do are prematurely ushered in to the unknown leaving behind a burden of grief to kin and close ones. Does not the world have too much pain without it? Your pact an exchange from the sufferings of one to the sufferings of many. I pray not for you to end your service, for you are eternal, a sister to Death and a harbinger of dark reverie. No. I pray for those who are in the aphotic depths of sorrow to abstain your hand your call your sight your smell your offer. I hope when you reach for them they will hastily decline and ignore you. I hope they will create a bastion of stone and steel to harbor there hope and keep you away just long enough. Just long enough for another to reach with loving hands and pull them from the darkness into the light. I know how strong and sinister you are, for I remember your persuasive proposition, but I also know how naïve you are in doubting the resilience and vivacity of man.|
|14 Feb 2010||XxEmOxX||Okay, I was going to read all these posts, but there's too many. So I'ma just say what I'm thinking here. Y'all are saying that life is so awesome and there's always a birght side. I don't care about what will happen if my life goes on. Really, there's no point. The only reason I'm not dead yet is because every time I had a chance, my dumbass tried to commit suicide with my best friend right in front of me. I think that it felt better that way. Knowing that atleast one person would know what really happened. I've put a shotgun to my head. I've put a butcher knife to my throat and shoved. But my best friend bitch-slapped me and took them away. I mean, I'm your typical emo. Black hair, scarred wrists, black clothing, continous dark thoughts, always listening to screamo. And on top of that I'm anorexic. But, apparently, everyone alse thinks I'm so damn special. I can't take it. I was going out with someone. And I dumped him. He's suicidal as fuck now and it's all my fault. I can't believe I did that to him. This is one of my websites: http://xxemoxx.wikispaces.com/
I want to die. By the way, I'm 12 years old. I'm one of the sluttiest, "dont touch me or your gettin your ass kicked, bitch", most suicidal 12 year olds you'll ever hear of, but still. Please look at my website though. Also, a ton of preppy freaks always ask me why I cut, why I'm like this, why I don't get help, why I'm not on pills. I cut because I've had my heart broken to many damn times. I'm like this because I can't take this shit anymore. I can't get help because apparently my parents don't think I'm fucking depressed enough. And if I did take pills, I would OD 'till I die. I'd talk to one of my friends, but I can't trust people. Not that much. I'm not looking for sympathy either. And for all you pussies that are saying suicide is a way out for cowards, I bet you don't have the fucking guts to do it yourself. If you want to argue, come and say it to my face. A broken jaw never killed anyone, I don't think.
|13 Feb 2010||severed.||someone can't just hurt this much and then just keep living can they? something has to break eventually right? the stress in my head, and aching in my right, at some point it will kill me right? or destroy me? especially if it keeps going on like this. to the point where i havent slept in weeks, i eat just to throw it up, take god knows how many effing excedrin to stop my head from pounding. it has to stop? something has to stop right? i mean, there will be relief at some point right? there has to be. the rest of my existence can't be this pain and just this pain, can it? tommorrow will be my first valentines day without him. first in 3 years. the thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. there is no where to go to escape the pain. it is inside me. and i can't seem to make it go away. i'm going to go crazy soon. i'm going to snap. somethings going to happen. it has to. if it just keeps going on like this, i'm certain i will snap. it's just too much. there's no way to make it stop. who knew this was what life was? i mean, when your a kid, and you think about your future, you have all sort of plans. who knew this is all it would be? just pain. even death won't stop the pain. because after death is judgement, and after judgement is punishment for your sins. my sins are so much. the punishment will never end. who knew this is all it was? i can't believe this is life.|
|12 Feb 2010||Mary j0nes||Hmmmm i dnt kn0 im 17 and trying ta find da best way ta kill myself s0 ... i dnt want ta liv tis lif n0 m0re|
|11 Feb 2010||princess||I would not like to see someone under 13 kill themselves. However, IF thye ar eunder Extremely trying circumstances as I am, and feel despite help, they cannot survive depressed and crying anymore. If they feel their problems are so much greater then their coping skills, then feel like me. And I want to die. I found this website by searching for non frightinig ways to commit suicide|
|11 Feb 2010||all dressed up||Mouchettes house, oh the comfort of your childish watery home. The morning will come and I will be drunk on red wine with you and have to go to school. When I get there everything will seem strange and bright and convolutted but when I sleep in your livingroom, mouchette, amongst the warm paintings and mirriors and maps and books, well I'll feel the depraved madness of my youth escape me happily in z-waves of memmory.
Oh these nostolgia trips, this night will be like everyother restless and empty.
|10 Feb 2010||steven||pill|